Doughnuts sent me to Freetown in my brand new IX-C. Not having encountered a single ship other than the odd coastal merchant on my way there and back, I was bored and went to Gibraltar in the hope of some action. Well, action

is what I got:
Any hopes of sending a salvo into a nice, juicy capital ship where destroyed when dc's gave me flooding and took out both periscopes, the starboard engine and, of less importance, the radio.
I was at 170 m depth and sinking due to the flooding. Increasing speed didn't help control the sinking at first. I was at exactly 231 m when I got enough water pumped out of the leaking compartments to stop me sinking when going at flank speed.
Somehow, I survived. The batteries had taken a hit, so I had to surface for recharging earlier than I'd wanted. With one engine destroyed, the boat would only charge noticeably at full or flank speed, which was kind of interesting since I had used up most of my fuel and shouldn't really go any faster than 1/3rd ahead.
I made it back to Lorient with fuel for less than 50km left and, embarassingly, all torps except two left.
All in all it was a rather exciting patrol even if I hardly scored anything. I have to go to Gibraltar again some day!