"Yeah, well, this thing's a bit more delicate than I wanted 'er ta be, yeah? We were just discussing engine work and how I seem ta be at a dead end as far as utilizing tha full output.
If it could burn tha power as fast as I could feed it in, tha wee bugger'd be faster than an Arrow. Only thing I ever saw eat tha much juice is a CD, and those missile bodies burn out after, wha, 5 seconds?. You'd need somethin a lot more hardy than tha to sustain tha level of thrust."
Christo's hand came up and he took a slug from a bottle of whiskey it hadn't seemed he'd been carrying before.
