I must also add to the report, Matt's nosedive in the 3rd or 4th race, while reaching.

A number of us happened to be watching as Matt buried both bows at speed and flew over the bows to land in the water in front of the bridle. At which point the wind apparently stopped, as Matt's boat righted itself and he was able to climb back on board - barely losing a boat length in the process.

That's called jammy.