"The only time I was legitimately worried was last years race at Atalante. We needed an edge and *someone* hit on the bright idea of ripping out the entire nitrogen circuit and running a pure oxygen atmosphere. We knew we were tickling the dragon's tail but we just hit stiff competition and it saved us over 200 kilos of weight - while technically not being banned. We just needed to hold a breathable atmosphere, the composition didn't matter. The trick was starting at atmospheric then bleeding it all down slow enough to avoid either breaking anything or narcosis. No, we didn't forget - we took some precautions by we knew our history and we did it anyway - we thought it was worth the risk for the win.
And we won the race too but thank the God's the ARR banned it - because everyone would've followed our lead and something bad would've happened to someone, very soon. One spark and boom.
Sitting bolt still in that cockpit made of carbon and titanium waiting for the pressure to bleed down was the longest time in my life - all the time aware that at 100kPa of pure O2, even I was flammable.
And we could only fool nature so many times. Eventually the dragon would bite"
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And we won the race too but thank the God's the ARR banned it - because everyone would've followed our lead and something bad would've happened to someone, very soon. One spark and boom.
Sitting bolt still in that cockpit made of carbon and titanium waiting for the pressure to bleed down was the longest time in my life - all the time aware that at 100kPa of pure O2, even I was flammable.
And we could only fool nature so many times. Eventually the dragon would bite"
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