It wasn't the fact we were doing 30 knots, almost everyone else wouldn't dare go out (except the very brave/stupid),the rudders continuously popping up, us navigating out into the gulf where no one else would dare go, and your girlfriend screaming in my ear as 1000's of gallons of salt water was puking in her face...

it was the evil grin that was ear to ear as you buried my brand new bows deep underwater (a move that would have killed me on my TheMightyHobie18)

As always.. i blame... YOU