We Cometh To Mars
WE COMETH TO MARS
Now after so many trials and errors we have succeeded where all of the others have failed. We arrived on Mars in a mechanical form, a small rocket called Fred.
Contact is by radio, twenty minute delay between the two worlds. Just forty years ago all of this would have seemed a dream.
With our advanced technology and a little luck we have achieved the impossible.
Now Fred slowly picks his way over the Martian surface probing and picking his scientific way using his probe.
His batteries last only a week but imagine what he will see; we sit back on Earth and watch in awe as data streams forth.
This is truly a historic moment, one of the most important yet for man. Soon he will follow in a manned mission, following Fred and his one-way trip.
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