An update to the story has been posted. The FediVerse propagates quite slowly, so I'm using this system to make sure that everyone can see the new expanded toot.
https://my-place.social/display/e599373b-1368-6a27-c176-4e9288492871
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An update to the story has been posted. The FediVerse propagates quite slowly, so I'm using this system to make sure that everyone can see the new expanded toot.
https://my-place.social/display/e599373b-1368-6a27-c176-4e9288492871
#SecondPost #Story #Truck #KalBhairav #Mantra #FediVerse #Friendica #Post #size #TwohundredThousand #characters
Story update is on this toot.
Updating the original story will not have the effect that I want because stale data was still being transmitted through the FediVerse
https://my-place.social/display/e599373b-1368-6a27-c176-4e9288492871
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Story:
Preface; I'm always inspired by Writers who emit Fantastic Energy.
I've read so many books that I am a walking encyclopedia.
Chapter One
It is a warm moist early morning
The time is Zero Two Thirty, the pre-ride check of the truck has just been completed.
The Man engine is purring; everything sounds the way it should
The revolutions per minute are with in speck, all pressures and temperatures are normal
The trailers, Yes trailers, plural, have all pressures at normal levels, from the Breaking System to the monitoring system, to the telemetric system, which tells the steering automation how much degrees minutes and seconds they should react based up on the stearing column of the truck.
This road train is massive, eleven trailers. No they're not heavy, they have a cargo of which only eleven tons are allowed safely in one trailer.
Keep this number in mind Eleven to the power of Two.
I climb into the truck. I'm in full PPE
Everything from underwear to the coat in the outer layer, is pure PPE, all the way up to the balaclava on my head
My helmet is integral; my visor shows all extra telemetric data for which I only need to flick my eyes in a certain direction. My cockpit is extended by the helmet information in the heads up display.
The moment I am in the seat the sensors of the truck detect the pressure the mass and the motion of my Corpus. The life support system immediately makes micro changes to the seats the angle so that I have a perfect 360° View of everything surrounding the road train.
I slightly depress the clutch, put it in the first of sixteen gears, a special gearbox, for a special super sized Man truck, which generates more than eight thousand six hundred newton meters of torque, a gearbox connected to an engine which is more than seven times the size of a normal two thousand four hundred Newton meter engine.
A normal click, dampened by the advanced dampening system, goes through the cabin; the truck is in First Gear
As I slowly release the clutch I gently caress the gas pedal, GRRRannnggg roars the engine.
Slowly the truck starts to move, slight resistance occurs when the pressure of the connected trailers is brought into perfect unison and balance. That procedure goes with a couple of heavy clangs, as the steel connects with the pulling forces of this massive machine.
The First Gear of course, is a fast one. Because of many of years of experience, I don't need to depress the clutch again to get into the next gear. It's a matter of feeling the gears,as they rotate in an asynchronous manner in the gearbox, in relation to the rotation of the engine.
Due to the massive size of the road train, even though the roads which I'm are on are wide, a support group consisting of normal sized trucks, fast intercept cars, along with specialized military forces to protect the convoy, is part of this Integral Group which moves this valuable set off on Undisclosed Loads
As I go through all the gears, now constantly monitoring on a level of a Analog 747 Pilot, going through all the dials in a scan sequence, which is vital, constantly checking the rotations per minute in relation to the oil pressure, monitoring the air pressure of the braking systems and the temperature, the sequence commences
GRRRannnggg, shift, pneumatic release, gas, RPM interval Climb, next...
As slowly but surely the speed goes up to the cruising speed of 124km/h yes you've read that right a hundred and twenty four kilometers per hour, everything is going Smooth
End of Chapter One
Chapter Two
When I reached 124 km an hour, while I was constantly monitoring all parameters in my cockpit I, noticed something peculiar, something that I've known about this particular Man truck.
When ideal parameters are in place it's like the truck is singing a Mantra to me.
Normally I would whiff it off like just imagination due to the manner in which all engine parts resonate in perfect Harmony in combination with the cabin, with the steering column, with the clutch which I hardly use, with the gear shifter, a massive piece of stainless steel and everything else in the train, which now consists of eleven trailers, one of the largest road trains that I have moved.
In this case however the Mantra sounded familiar
It was a Mantra by Kaal Bhairav, a powerful incarnation of Lord Shiva.
I've encountered and enchanted this Mantra so often, that I not just know it by heart, I immediately recognize the Mantra within less than a second. Why was my truck resonating Kaal Bhairav Mantra to me?
When you are at cruising Speed in a road train you become A Captain Of The Train You press the button which keeps The truck at A certain speed interval. When you've lifted your foot slightly of the gas, never totally remove it from the pedal, you do the standard instrument scan which you also learned when you flew the analog Boeing 747 aircraft, with so many dials, that you needed an engineer to assist you with that as a captain, wish you wins and repeat while never ever losing your concentration.
The Mantra is one where you ask Kaal Bhairav, to be by your side, if necessary to be very close by your side, to fight and win a Massive War, which was brought upon you by enemies so close in your family, that it's unbelievable.
After incarnating the mantra for 108 times, the energy is released in total towards all of your enemies who are vaporized, wiped of everywhere in time space, their Atmas destroyed and brought back to the Creator of the Universe
Then I realized why why the engine was resonating the Mantra and it's lower harmonics. You see this Man truck has always had some special features. It's always in the lower harmonics that the the truck seems to send extra information to words me. The load eleven trailers with eleven tons, has special significance in meaning in the whole of the movement of absolute energy and absolute power.
You see a Mystical High Master has cracked the code to Infinite Energy, translated down to the special materials in the trailers. Forces which do not like it that the species of Homo Sapiens has this power, want to approach the road train and destroy the load. That's what the truck is warning me about.
Chapter Three:
I was prepared for The Fight that was coming up. In fact a Massive War was brewing. Now regular Driver would not be able to read the harmonics that my truck used to send the data
I am no regular driver. I'm also never alone. I rallied the troops my Forces of Defense the first ones I sent out were the scouts. Since every operation I do is in quantum all the data seems to come back at once, when you only know Time and Space a separate entities. I know knew where they were the enemy I know from which directions they were coming. The truck roared again GRRRannnggg, because I was gearing down. A corner was coming which I do not take with a speed higher than 89 km an hour, with the road train of this size. I call me invoked the retarder, which kicked in smoothely, slowly bring the speed down. As I increased it's Forces the speed came down faster. Using the retarder and gearing down on a Road Train, works much differently than when you just have one to three trailers behind you. This is an actual train on the road your truck works like a locomotive. Mass is slow, and even though the Breaking Systems on the trailers are perfectly synchronized and communicate, a reaction delay in time is unavoidable due to the Mass of the train a a segmented singular body.
The typical noises of the Forces and the vibrations went through the truck. The clangs of the connecting rods and when I finally invoked it the sound of the pneumatic braking system, all came in Perfect Harmony as I slowed the massive train down to 89km / hour.
It was a right corner as you know, the drive shaft always pushes your truck slightly to the right, due to Pure Physics and mechanics. As compensation you make sure that you're slightly pull back on your steering column as you hang to the right knowing that your trailers will also react slowly. The corner was taken without the hitch; I had about 54 seconds before the other Corner was coming
End of part 1 chapter 3
Note:
I will not continue in the same post to make this a full story, because the propagation is way to slow. Instead I'll use the original story as a pointer towards the new toot that I will make so that everyone can see it through the whole FediVerse
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The story has received an update
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Story:
It is a warm moist early morning
The time is Zero Two Thirty, the pre-ride check of the truck has just been completed.
The Man engine is purring; everything sounds the way it should
The revolutions per minute are with in speck, all pressures and temperatures are normal
The trailers, Yes trailers, plural, have all pressures at normal levels, from the Breaking System to the monitoring system, to the telemetric system, which tells the steering automation how much degrees minutes and seconds they should react based up on the stearing column of the truck.
This road train is massive, eleven trailers. No they're not heavy, they have a cargo of which only eleven tons are allowed safely in one trailer.
Keep this number in mind Eleven to the power of Two.
I climb into the truck. I'm in full PPE
Everything from underwear to the coat in the outer layer, is pure PPE, all the way up to the balaclava on my head
My helmet is integral; my visor shows all extra telemetric data for which I only need to flick my eyes in a certain direction. My cockpit is extended by the helmet information in the heads up display.
The moment I am in the seat the sensors of the truck detect the pressure the mass and the motion of my Corpus. The life support system immediately makes micro changes to the seats the angle so that I have a perfect 360° View of everything surrounding the road train.
I slightly depress the clutch, put it in the first of sixteen gears, a special gearbox, for a special super sized Man truck, which generates more than eight thousand six hundred newton meters of torque, a gearbox connected to an engine which is more than seven times the size of a normal two thousand four hundred Newton meter engine.
A normal click, dampened by the advanced dampening system, goes through the cabin; the truck is in First Gear
As I slowly release the clutch I gently caress the gas pedal, GRRRannnggg roars the engine.
Slowly the truck starts to move, slight resistance occurs when the pressure of the connected trailers is brought into perfect unison and balance. That procedure goes with a couple of heavy clangs, as the steel connects with the pulling forces of this massive machine.
The First Gear of course, is a fast one. Because of many of years of experience, I don't need to depress the clutch again to get into the next gear. It's a matter of feeling the gears,as they rotate in an asynchronous manner in the gearbox, in relation to the rotation of the engine.
Due to the massive size of the road train, even though the roads which I'm are on are wide, a support group consisting of normal sized trucks, fast intercept cars, along with specialized military forces to protect the convoy, is part of this Integral Group which moves this valuable set off on Undisclosed Loads
As I go through all the gears, now constantly monitoring on a level of a Analog 747 Pilot, going through all the dials in a scan sequence, which is vital, constantly checking the rotations per minute in relation to the oil pressure, monitoring the air pressure of the braking systems and the temperature, the sequence commences
GRRRannnggg, shift, pneumatic release, gas, RPM interval Climb, next...
As slowly but surely the speed goes up to the cruising speed of 124km/h yes you've read that right a hundred and twenty four kilometers per hour, everything is going Smooth
End of Part One
Note:
I will continue in the same post to make this a full story!
#SecondPost #FediVerse #Friendica #Post #size #TwohundredThousand #characters
As for my posting elsewhere:
Might post some of my #photography, but I use Instagram for that: https://instagram.com/mikedoherty_photos
I've taken up #dnd5e, but I'll be posting that at https://dice.camp/@mikedoherty
And lastly, I do still post (mostly retweets) on Twitter: https://twitter.com/mikedoherty_ca -- for now. Hopefully that'll decline as more and more make the switch to Mastodon.
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