Only bob Grom ever made and it shows. Looks clumsy as a friar-gas fiend staggering down the dust strip with scrap strapped all angles over. And while absent the finesse borne of their longstay in weaponry, the Trailmaker, similarly, is all tool. Got a mean combat lean and high spec for the carver what knows how to use it. Like any good sealed bob, the Trailmaker will serve you well humping low on any high-tox surface or otherwise, but where this kit really shines is among the stars. A compact internal gel kit powers a leading sight that runs tighter than it has any right to, capable of plotting sharp trajectories of any warm-bodied flyer. Veteran float-scrappers know that so long as they keep churning butter, most kips gonna be pelting posterior whiffs. But the Trailmaker solves for that, glugging any old grounder pounder into a space-bound sharpshooter. The purists will scoff, but rest easy old guard. Ain't no fancy bob gonna comp for a strapt mind, honed for space combat. Ain't no targeting reticule gonna pass for the ambidirectional awareness and relativistic instinct that can only come from long logs gunning pirates. But it will make you miss less and shoot truer, veteran and kip alike. To tug against the inexorable pull of innovation is to get cramped by the young and we can't let that happen, can we.