“IT’S MY FIRST JET BOAT RIDE,” I YELL OVER THE THROB OF THE ENGINES, AS TWO 350 MERCRUISER V8’S ROAR TO LIFE BENEATH MY FEET. AND SUDDENLY THIS MORNING’S ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT BREAKFAST BUFFET SEEMS LIKE NOT SUCH A GOOD IDEA.
“Dude, you picked the best,” comes the return cry from the driver’s seat.
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