 Was the ship on target, within maximum deviation from schedule?
There was no sensation of place, no feeling of up or down, no direction. After the first shock of looking out, I accepted the fact that I was in a space ship, yet I couldn't read the maps that were fastened to a table, nor understand the function or design of the compact machinery. It was the only thing I saw that could help me, guard me against another shock like seeing outside of the clear portholes. Your maximum deviation from schedule cannot exceed two degrees. Everything lay in readiness, fastened down star charts, instruments, glittering equipment. The ports on the side were shielded and I stared out at static energy, hung motionless in a world of searing light. What speeds and perhaps, what distance?
 No, they were over by 8 degrees
 Yes, they were within 5 degrees  No, they were over by 8 degrees  Yes, they were over by only 3 degrees.  No, they were under by 2 degrees