There he is, captain of his own density - oops, I mean destiny. It looks like I could get a slightly bigger sail, innut? I was tempted to let Finner stew on the floating bathroom for a while, but then a boatload of ugly women showed up and I figured if I wanted to keep a crew, I'd better be nice. We did a running rescue where I powered up, cut the engine and as I passed the platform, Fin stepped onto the boat, the wind came up, and we sped away. That was cool, but I had failed to anticipate what would happen when my 16ft boat took on an additional 180lbs all of the sudden. Still, we weren't too wobbly.