"Ya got that right! Champion and unbeaten," he was sure to append while giving the DAHAK a pat on the back of its pilot seat. "We saw a lot of action together over the years."

Though he did seem to mentally sputter for a second at the question of its maker. That wasn't the easiest question to answer plainly.

"...A good friend," he eventually answered, as he pulled himself out from under the panel and slammed it shut. "And their work held up. Everything's in place."

The panel slowly creaked open again. He pushed it back down, a little more insistently this time.

"...everything's in place on the inside. I'll check the seat. And lemme know if you find a rubber mallet up in there."