“Reverse engines one-quarter, Mr. Sulu. Back us out.”
“Aye, Captain, reverse one-quarter impulse.”
I’m always in command of the USS Enterprise when backing out of a parking slot.
So much more exciting than being the driver of the Ford Explorer when backing out of a parking slot.
Imagine Sulu putting the Enterprise into “R” then craning around to see if it was clear to reverse, scanning for hazards. No, that would be Spock’s job.
“Sensors read an unidentified vessel approaching astern,” Spock interrupted, “ramming speed!”
“Exact configuration unknown, Captain, but it appears to be a late model BMW of the 741 class.”
“BMW 741? They have no regard for human life. We’d best avoid. Mr. Sulu, forward one-half impulse. We’ll wait in space dock for the threat to pass.”
“Mr. Spock, do you think the BMW 741 has seen us?”
“Negative, Captain, the pilot seems to be totally oblivious.”
“Totally oblivious. That’s good. Park us in space dock, Mr. Sulu.”
“Aye, Captain, forward one-half. Easing into space dock.”
“Aye, Captain, all stop.”
“Captain, the BMW 741 is moving off. We are clear.”
“Good, that was too close for comfort. Mr. Sulu, take us out, AGAIN, at one-quarter impulse.”
“Aye, one-quarter impulse. We are clear of space dock.”
“And if there are no objections gentlemen, and lady, take ‘er home. Warp factor 5.”
“Course laid in, Captain, warp 5.”
Captain’s log, star date 20032008, memo to self. Repair aft phasers at earliest opportunity.