Paprec I see under my wind. I can hardly contain them.
makes me really shit! Here I am
subcode 5 to 8.5 knots. My wrist is better, jarrive now Matoss the boat and make jibes. but Dany bawl me every time. As time passes
better I feel at sea: it's nice. Too bad there are all these idiots who want me to walk on the belly! Well the road is still long! It is still oddly fresh. The wind rises, rises. Tonight gonna be the spinnaker to the attack with the wind for some sleep. Last night I slept on the floor at the foot of the descent I was right!
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