I am the champion.
I race to the buoy side-by-side with Connor, the wind in my hand the water underneath me. I am mother nature, me and my boat controlling the elements-wild water and wind. Then it comes. Like a pouncing tiger you know nothing until it's happened. The wind smashes into my boat. The blue rope comes out of its place and the boom now is not as useful. I have to duck as the sail flies across the boat. Suddenly the wind stops WHEW. I sail back to the boat dazzled, dazed and dreary but fine.
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