His tail wind strengthened, forcing him to ease off to a shallower glide slope or else risk a dump. He thought about jacking back in; the added response-time from receiving the sensor data directly might give him an edge. The Eagle shuddered as the first of the storm’s winds reached her, and be knew the decision had been made. He could not afford to take his hands from the control yoke now. Seconds later, the drumming of rain announced the arrival of the storm.