10/15/15 I, Isaac K. Tordepo, am a whitehead torpedo currently resting in a submarine. I’ve heard many of the ship’s crew call a person Chris P. Bacon, so i guess that’s the captain or someone important.
2/07/16 I’ve been in here so long i think the 200 lb.s of TNT in my red tip have expired. I guess I’ll just wait until im shot.
2/28/16 I really hope I get shot soon and hit a big ship, so i can be remembered.
3/11/16 Chris just said something about a torpedo hitting the sub, probably nothing. He also said that the torpedo wouldn’t fire or something, I don’t know it hard to hear over these explosions.
3/12/16 No one is talking anymore and im getting worried, atleast there is no more explosions
?/?/? I have lost my perception of time. I believe I am at the bottom of the ocean
?/?/? I heard a noise! I am getting excited! I might be discovered by someone! Oh hopefully they find me, put me in their submarine and shoot me, so i can finally feel that nice compressed air blowing through my turbines sending me 13,500 yd.s at 28 knots.
?/?/? I don’t know how long its been but i believe they left. I give up. I’m going to sleep for as long as I can.
?/?/? I woke up to being pried out of my sub by people wearing funny clothes. It looks like they have frog feet. On his eyes is a big glass and a tube going in to something on his back. They keep saying I am a good find and i’m going straight to a moo sam?
6/18/98 It turns out the year is 1998! WOW! I slept for so long, also I have been moved into the museum (yea, I learned how to spell it). There is a beautiful red rope around me
7/01/98 An old man is introducing a bunch of small children to me. They aren’t that entertained, but I am. He said I was created by a man named Robert Whitehead in U.S.A. but, i was used by the british, French, Russian, and Japanese! I love my life.