A couple of days ago I decided to chase down a convoy in bad weather. As one might expect, the first ship that I encountered in the thick fog was the convoy's tailgunner: a frigate. When will I ever learn!?
Anyway, in all truth it wasn't such a bad turn of events. While the frigate and her buddies tossed a goodly sum of ashcans all over creation in a concerted effort to kill us, we slipped away quietly and remained underwater long enough for the hostile weather to abate. Once the escorts had run out of fun things to do to us they sped away to rejoin the convoy, and I was able to resurface and make a better approach in much clearer conditions.
Now I just need to work on my aim...
