Murphy nodded to Mehmet. "They are coming fast. We need to keep going."

The worry in Tristan had the man look over and he nodded towards the rings. They'd be ok until rescue came if they had trouble getting to shore, he figured. "They'll be alright. Let's focus going forward. No one fall off!' He called out, because now he realized he had to worry about his own crew.

"We're in first. It'd be nice to stay that way." Of course, he couldn't blame his men if they didn't win. There were other good boats, and the women's crew seemed to have some knowledgeable people on board where he had been teaching everybody, but they were doing well and he was proud of them.

He took the wheel again and patted Mehmet on the back. "Good job."