Because Of The Suit I Was Wearing,

Then I Thought, With The Same Clubhead Speed, The Ball's Going To Go At Least Six Times As Far. There's Absolutely No Drag, So If You Do Happen To Spin It, It Won't Slice Or Hook 'cause There's No Atmosphere To Make It Turn.

The Excitement Really Didn't Start To Build Until The Trailer - Which Was Carrying Me, With A Space Suit With Ventilation And All That Sort Of Stuff - Pulled Up To The Launch Pad.

The Pilot Looked At His Cues Of Attitude And Speed And Orientation And So On And Responded As He Would From The Same Cues In An Airplane, But There Was No Way It Flew The Same. The Simulators Had Showed Us That.

The Suit Was So Clumsy, Being Pressurized, It Was Impossible To Get Two Hands Comfortably On The Handle And It's Impossible To Make Any Kind Of A Turn. It Was Kind Of A One-handed Chili-dip.

Got More Dirt Than Ball. Here We Go Again.