Jeff Jackson should find a strong doorknob and a bright red scarf after he finds himself "Primaried"
Seawolf-class is either far less capable than even the USN was lead to believe, OR crew is better at SHARPS and Transgender Sensitivity training than actually carrying out their duties, OR charts for that area really suck, OR collision with unknown wreck/other submarine.
Why do I get the feeling a combination of some of the above?
This seems to be the "off hours" when the Midnight Riders are not exactly "close at hand."
All good, I'm stuck in a "holding pattern" where there's going to be rain before our other bunch can make it, change to another day and one where "just when was the last time we used those goofy work lights? Somebody did check on the batteries right?"