Wow. What a day. Let’s see if I got this right:

I drank way to much coffee , and hence, successfully posted more in one day than H1616, Pete, and Jake combined.

Had the desire for a rummie before lunch.

Devon is scratching his head saying W.T.F, the hijack from hell I’m tellin’ ya.

This thread had more posts than Drill Baby Drill today.

Todd R (aka Punk) wasn’t around so Ding picked on Tad.

Sam is still hung up on R&D.

Catcaper Tshan was flushed out of the woodworks.

Jake wisely would not engage, and sat this one out on the sidelines.

Tawd . . .well Tawd is Tawd.

Trey wears power ranger footy pajamas.

Patrick is an anarchist.

The defending SMOD N20 Tybee500 Champion sails started a journey in Smokepentaxvillage, New England, to Newport Beach on to Islamorada ending on the shores of Tybee Island, somehow along the way missing every Nacra Dealer in the country.

Tad went ALL CAPS today, and is still trying to translate Latin.

And Lee, in reality, doesn’t really care. So, Bob's your Uncle.

I friggin’ love this gang. I’ll get my coat now. Oh, and most importantly,

WAR DAMN EAGLE!