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Nice pic, some of the wildest races I remember in my youth was when I was manning the spinnaker while almost standing vertical on the side of my friends International 110, wondering if the knockdown was going to send me flying in a wild ride on the trapeze wire I was attached to. It was always a dangerous dance trying to fly to much sail in heavy gusty weather, but man if you could catch a big swell on the planning hull it was so much fun.
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