" Sounds wonderful to me," he got back off the couch. "Are you not gonnahelp me?" I think you can get things started," she smiled. "I have something I...need to attend to in the bathroom. I'll be back by the time you get backto the couch with the wine." She turned and left the room.Bob was a little confused by the secrecy but went and got things allarranged. He poured a couple glasses of wine, a Sangiovese that hethought would complement the Italian sausage pizza. He was justreturning to the. Jimmy had to jiggle a little as he swept over the three huge machines because they were not exactly aligned. Nevertheless, he made a clean sweep of the three machines.They went back to altitude to look for the chip carrier. There it was on its final approach, but their radar had picked it up soon enough that they had a vector to follow. It was Ann's turn again, so she took out the chip carrier before they headed for the distillery. At their high altitude, they had no trouble spotting the. After one last look-see the crew said, let'er rip.The donkey engine started sliding the cradle down the slip and down down down.Someone forgot to close the seacock.Oops! Then the donkey engine suffered one of its regularly scheduled failures and the boat gained two feet of water in the main cabin before the donkey was restarted. The important parts of the engine never got wet so ... a quick fresh water rinse of the cabin sole and the seacock was closed. Supposedly ... we were good to go ... and. Time goes by smoothly but I start being harassed by the sun, so I look for my sunglasses. I open the backpack pocket and grab them, but…wait…where’s my wallet? It is supposed to be there. I rummage all over the backpack but I don’t find it. A flash of inspiration: I left it in the car, on the dashboard. I curse at myself and I wonder what to do then I conclude that I have no choice: I have to go and pick it up because I don’t want it to be stolen and the car window to be smashed. Provided it.