#planetquest

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1. Shamrock V. i love her so much. shes a j-class yacht and her birthday is tomorrow. she was launched on 14 April 1930. i love her. she was also originally owned by sir thomas lipton. you know. from lipton tea. wild. She's also one of the few remaining J-class boats, most of which are wooden-hulled!! most if not all of the metal-hulled J-class boats were scrapped for parts during WWII :(( but!!! she is still sailing!!! she's about to turn 92.

okay the rest of these are production boat makes and types. i just really love Shamrock V.

2. sunfish 14'. we dragged our dad's sunfish from when he was a kid out of the barn and learned how to sail and repair boats on one of these! we have a very strong emotional attachment to red sunfish with white stripes and might cry if we see one (ours was backed into by a construction worker while she was in the driveway for repairs. sorry for traumadumping. i miss her)

3. o'day mariner 19 2+2. this was our dream daysailer all throughout highschool and we're looking at bigger boats now that we have the means to do so and put the work in, but the o'day mariner will always have a place in our heart fr fr. its our discord and pluralkit system icon if you ever see that.

4. Flying Junior. We raced these!!! They're like a narrower 420 (hehe) and are super fun. It was also the first boat we ever single-handed!!! This is the kinda boat that WILL capsize but is easy to get back up and get moving again. one time during a race one of the boats on the opposing team called us out on kinetics (rocking boat to generate movement without sails) while we were just trying to catch the wind (bad day for race. no wind. it sucked.) and so me n my crew said. yeah okay. and did a penalty circle and the gibe gave us enough momentum to pass them and win the race. suck it.

okay ik we said it was all production boats after Shamrock V but we have another non-production boat we're attached to

Rain falls outside, dripping into the sea. You glance out the window, gritting your teeth. Too many thoughts swirl in your head as you play and replay the sight of her final moments onstage, as you go through possibility after possibility, playing the world around you like some twisted game of chess. But it has to be done to keep what little you have left.

You look up at the man opposite you. You never really understood what she saw in him. And now that bias shows in your decision. For the time being, he will be left in the dark.

Maybe everyone must, to keep things how they’re meant to be.