Your concern for my systems integrity is touching.
I am an sane as I ever have been. As in… not very. You don’t do the things I’ve done and stay sane.
I’m going in, I’m going to get blown to shreds, and you will be able to pick apart my corpse for indications of the capabilities, mindsets, attitudes and expectations lurking deep down in the Scylla’s adamantine guts.
If you’re within splash-distance - say, 1000 klicks - I’d be obliged if you could dust up any elements of lurking Matroyska hardware you find.
Backups, duplicates and all that.
