I'm reading an account about the development of a microprocessor told from the perspective of the microprocessor architect who compares himself to top gun pilots with "victory or death" attitudes about their work and life... (Next moment he is stuck in Austin traffic late to pick his children up from school.) Sure... Just keep telling yourself that...
(I should probably just put this book down now.)
His blood pounded in his ears. David knew he couldn't put it off any longer. He needed to try to get a deadline extension through combat, as was company policy. "Victory or death," he said to himself.
He took his helmet off and reached for the phone to call his wife to let her know not to wait up. Even if he survived tonight, he anticipated a trip to the emergency room later. Scars from his previous deadline extensions throbbed with phantom pain as he dialed.
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