There was a depth of combat experience in the upper enlisted ranks but the lower ranks were untested and their training in many cases was superficial ...t best.To make matters worse for the initial American effort, they had to rely on their allies for intelligence and in the case of the British, that intelligence was skewed in favor of bolstering the underpinning of the British overseas empire rather than in keeping losses to a minimum or getting a fair shake in the distribution of high risk. " Why are you showing me this?" Because the laws of aerodynamics really suck for a car. If you need tobe somewhere faster then the car can go, you need to use lay-lines." Your mixing magic and science!" Yes, indeed I am."We talked for a bit more, and then she gestured to me. "C'mon, thecar's waiting."I followed her into my garage. Sitting in the second bay was a blacklate-seventies Corvette in pristine condition. A Weiland eight-seventy-one blower stuck out of the hood in a bulge. "You like. As soon as I nodded Jane turned away took Tyrone by the hand and lead him our bedroom, I stood frozen not knowing what was happening and what I should do. I went into our sitting room put on the TV and sat there trying to take my mind off what was happening in our bedroom upstairs.After about 5 minutes I could not stand it any longer and I just had to go up there and see for my self however much I may not like the outcome, as I walked up the stairs I could hear Jane making noises and sounding. She was late for class.Her shoes squeaked as she strode through the hallway, water dripping off of her, leaving damp puddles in her wake. Her math class was on the first floor, and she quickly reached it, pushing into the door. "Sorry I'm late, Mrs, Skinner," she said, smiling at the woman."That is inexcusable," the teacher snapped, her face, framed by brown curls, stern. "Not right at all."She looked down. "I'm humbly sorry." You need to see the Principal. Zane, come with us as well."Her.