Spi medium h00 A 2 in the morning last night we tore our light spinnaker so incomprehensible. He blew himself by 22 knots of wind. So here we are with only one spinnaker to finish: the heavy spinnaker! We suffered tonight in the nerveless. Neve was at our backs (we saw her masthead deriière just us) but he left the south west. Here at once we walk between 9 and 12 knots so here goes. long as the wind takes. I do not know why Neve uncrosses like that. I'd rather be where I am. It's so hot it's hat, long sleeves and pants required! If my thoughts are turning to increasingly towards concepts like cold beer, grilled meat, ti punch, wine glass, ...
Apart from that, Sarkozy still fit?
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