kzt wrote:Lets assume honorverse ships are cars. Everyone has a zero to 60 time ranging from an hour (a sporty little DB) to two hours (a huge ponderous freighter), while their their top end ranges from 250 to 300 and takes them a from one to two days to reach. But since they are driving on greased glass with ultra smooth ceramic wheels and NO BRAKES, they don't turn or stop worth a damn.
Honorverse ships brake just as fast or as slow as they accelerate because there are no brakes. And their top speed takes many many hours to attain.
Exactly, which I
initially hoped would translate into a tactical advantage in at least one area, I surmise. Try and match vectors with me here. Remember Honor's dilemma with Ajax? She couldn't afford to decelerate long enough to do any good. Against a SLN ship in the same scenrio, her decel advantage might have afforded her enough time to offer more assistance.
The thing is that I'd like an account where the advantage in decel is used as an explicit tactical advantage as well. I suppose it
indirectly translates so. But I'd like to conceive of a
specific scenario where the
decel advantage is instrumental. Other than a damaged ship able to haul ass running flat out and able to begin deceleration much later than its average SLN counterpart, before preparing to enter hyper, because it can more closely
stop on an Honorverse dime? But that's not so. >
shrugs<
Incidentally, I never understood why
Fearless couldn't cut thru Ajax' bay doors with her laser.
Daryl wrote:Lots of other things to consider.
A PT or MTB boat may do 45 knots, but that is in a smooth sea. A cruiser or destroyer may do 35 knots but that is across a much wider range of conditions. It is quite possible for a cruiser to run down a PT boat in medium to heavy seas.
For the car analogy Cthia obviously wants to tell everyone about his Aston and fair enough as they are beautiful cars even if Enzo did call them the fastest lorries in Europe. I have now sold my road registered Lotus derived clubman racer, but it did 0-60 in 2.9, standing quarter in 12.7, and at club meets lapped Astons, Lambos and Ferraris. However it had a top whack of 240kph @ 9000rpm, so on an autobarn Cthia would have got away from me. The point I am laboriously trying to make that conditions are important, circumstances as well, and a lot depends on how crazy the person on the helm is.
As the old cowboy saying goes "Ain't a horse that cain't be rode, ain't a rider that cain't be throwed".
Before the LACs had a bow shield their safe top speed probably was slower than most ships, even if they got there quicker.
Nuh uh! Cthia didn't want to tell everyone about his Aston. He wanted to tell everyone about his
brand new, beautiful English wife (damn she's hot!) riding along with, talking in that sexy accent in his
brand new Aston!
I just took delivery of the Bondmobile a couple of weeks ago. I just retired my other. This is my third. The other two are in storage facilities. I now collect Astons. Two of my five brothers have much faster cars. Make that three, as I sold my *McLaren F1 to one. The brothers and most of my friends collect cars because they're super fast. I collect them because I
like them. Lotuses are ugly to me. I'd only purchase one if they actually sprouted wings and flew. I have a friend who has a DeLorean. He is proud of the gullwing doors. But, I'm sorry, with the doors closed, the car is ugly! He should have had it shipped back to the future where they could actually make it fly.
I
like Astons! They fit me. They
are me. Big. Fast. Sexy. Beautiful. And it sings the right melody to my ears. They don't call it the British Bulldog for nothing. And it's perfectly fine driving along in traffic whining like a puppy
or barking like a vicious bulldog when angered. So they're practical to boot.
And, driving two English beauties at the same time just seems... poetic... and... fascinating. And I like getting under the bonnet of both.
Thanks for understanding Daryl. Men have an innate desire and downright
responsibility to talk fast cars and beautiful women -- or vice versed adjectives.
I straight out don't like Lamborghinis -- hate the way they feel (sit)
and look. Ferraris are beautiful machines and I like their exhaust note. My brother collects them. I don't like the way
they feel (drive). I don't connect with Ferraris and it's important to me that I do. I wear a particular designer's clothing not because of the brand name or cost, but because of the fit.
I wear English girls because they are hot. The accents make them even hotter. But I married Gemma, because she fits.
We fit. If a girl doesn't fit together in your arms like the right piece of puzzle -- she's the wrong piece.
Incidentally, my wife doesn't necessarily like driving fast cars. She likes riding in them. When
she's driving, her preference, oddly enough is:
1. Convertible. "I like the feel of the wind. It excites me."
2. Red.
3. American. She likes American cars. She drives a red, convertible Camaro and she loves it. *It's odd how most Americans seem to like foreign cars but many foreigners like American cars. Most of the points fit on that curve.
4. My wife's second car is a hulking Cadillac Escalade which she drives most of the time. "I love this big American camper! I like that I look down on everything" lol
*Except a brother, who collects and drives Mustangs only! I told my wife she is
not going to mimic Imogen Poots in my brother's Mustang. lol
*The McLaren that I sold to my brother would have fetched a pretty price at auction. They are rare cars. But I promised my brother I'd sell it to him if I ever sold it. He gave me a good price for it. I more than doubled what I paid for it. Though it's worth lots more. I always keep a promise.
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