So, you've managed to dodge overpopulation,
pollution, climactic changes, cosmic collisions and decadence.
You're home free and clear, right? Sorry, sunshine. You
can get past all the other dangers, but odds are your planet will be
demolished without warning by a Vogon
constructor fleet to make room
for a hyperspace by-pass. Should this happen, your only hope is
hitching a lift on a passing spaceship.
If that spaceship
happens to belong to the Vogons, however, you may be forced to listen
to their poetry, which would make having stayed home seem like a good