Darkest b4
Its always daekest before the dawn: heard it my entire life, and still don’t get it. Dawn is 45 minutes off and its like a moonlit night out. Can’t read printed word, but I can see details of things around me. I can see the clouds at the furthesr edge of the east starting to show some color from Mamma-Sol headed my way.
B n I are doing a repeat of our race course from months back. Different boats, same paddles. An experiment if you will. Numbers can only tell you so much about a boat: today we put the metaphorical rubber to the road to see if the numbers are displaying reality.
And its almost time to launch.. B’s doggums have relieved pressures and I need to put the phone in its condom. More later,,,
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