Rockets?  Who needs rockets?  Messy, nasty things.  Go the clean, green way and hitch your spaceship to an enormous flywheel, cut the string, and away you go.

Who wouldn't want to sail away on a beam of light?  Sure, light pressure is a cool laboratory concept, but why bother with the little stuff?  Go for the gold and reserve your place on the first light-propelled Albert Memorial Hall to the Moon!

For the ultimate thrill, you can't beat the Jules Verne classic: Shot from the barrel of a three and a half mile high gun.  No more tedious rocket ignitions and booster separations.  Just pull the trigger and you'll be in stellar orbit and a puddle of strawberry jam at the same time.

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