Given the size of FL's coastline and the number of people that swim in it's waters each year, the odds of being bitten by a shark, let alone killed, are astronomically small. I could not even begin to count the hours that I have spent sitting on surfboards, windsurfing, or swimming off Florida beaches. In fact, looks like Saturday is shaping up to be a great windsurfing day here. I'll be out and won't even give sharks a second thought. Even if I do get bit, the chances of me dying are pretty remote. If I do get bit I'll get a cool scar and story out of the deal. Chicks dig scars!