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  • That’s it. I am officially, totally, royally screwed. Barring a miracle, I have a wonderfully bleak choice: dying of thirst, or of starvation. That is, if oxygen deprivation doesn’t kill me firs

  • It all started one sunny Saturday morning when I decided it would be a perfect day to tweak an old-school drone I’d built. It was a rather large and scary quadcopter with exposed bundles of coloured w

  • The quadcopter, angrily buzzing, took off, flying on its own volition, like the first Crashinator did before its untimely demise. It menacingly streaked toward the road. My desperate attempts to corre