Carlos Ramirez was now back on the deck of the yacht, talking with hiswife.Sam didn't have time to try and diagnose the problem, especially givenhis b...ody's unfamiliarity with the keyboard. No, he would have to uploadthe database to his own personal web space. He quickly opened a webbrowser, logged in and started the upload.While he waited, Sam brought up a GPS map of their current position,finding the "Oro del Diablo" anchored just off the coast ofCivitavecchia on the west coast of Italy. . “We got 1-3-6-7-8 in the race, guys, 25 points, and that’s a win!”The other team members had come up and began congratulating Roland and Tom.“You ran a great race, Armstrong,” the coach said. “I was concerned when I didn’t see you in the pack when you came out of that last turn. Then three of you just roared out like you had jetpacks on. What happened?”Roland smirked and poked Tom in the chest. “This bloke saw it, coach; he’s got potential. The last mile started on an upgrade. We haven’t seen. Coffee and juice are already made if you need something to get you started," I said.Fresh coffee and breakfast was buffet style when they all came into the kitchen. There was very little left over and I ended up making another half dozen pancakes.Heavy duty paper and plastic kitchenware eliminated anyone doing dishes this morning, with the exception of the griddle and frying pans. They were no-stick so cleanup was a breeze.Our guests left, with the exception of Marlene who went back up to the. Luckily for me, she seemed to enjoy my company as much as i hers. Being that it was her first time at one of these local events, every guy in the room was circling her like sharks. The friend who had brought her there slipped out with a guy she had been seeing and left her with a few of his male friends that he had brought to try and hooke her up with. She didn’t look like she was enjoying there conversation much and was wanting an escape. Every time we made eye contact, she would smile. I.