These were both twin mounts. They were electro-hydraulic, meaning that if electric power was available then pressing pedals would spin the mount or el...vate the guns, but fire control was completely manual. Aiming was still done by lining up a pair of crosshairs, one in front of the gunner and the other several feet out in front of him. In 1988! The mount also had several wheels that the gun crew could spin to aim the mount if we lost power due to combat damage.Every time the ship went out they. He messed me up on number five, it landed on my left cheek throwing my rhythm off. I caught it though, ‘Five, – five….’ He repeated the left, right, left beat for the next two. Then he varied it yet again. Eight fell on my right cheek first. I caught his variance and called it off, ‘Eight.’ Expecting eight on my left immediately, I miscued calling, ‘Eight.’ He landed nine on my right cheek. I screamed at the top of my lungs, ‘That’s nine on my right.’ Silently I prayed. Collectively we sucked. He rolled over and caught sight of the note stuck to the pillow. His lips puckered in confusion as he read the rough, childlike scrawl. She had left an address but not a phone number. How decidedly odd. Still, he supposed that it was, at least, an invitation to see her again.He quickly got ready for work and went out the door, only realizing belatedly that he had been whistling happily the entire time.When he arrived at the station, Mark met him at his desk with a hot cup of the vile substance. I’ve never really had the chance to see what Trudy’s mom meant about my eyes having some of odd effect on people. When my eyes locked on his I saw his attitude change instantly.“You will tell everyone to be seated. This is the call you want to take. You will not mess your pants,” I said with a wave of my hand.I didn’t expect that it would really work.I doubt I will ever know if that worked or he realized if he didn’t want to end up completely fucked by the lawyers throwing him under the bus, he.