Lory beat her oar through the water, teeth grit as she both surpassed and was surpassed.

Her cousin! She’d drown him, she would!

Soaring along, Ropati paused only to push his glasses up his nose and keep on. He had to finish this race, and get this woman to help!

… But he had to finish this race first! He was closer to the finish line than the coast and it would be dangerous to sail into all those other approaching tubs, right?

Mehmet was somewhere in the middle, and that was alright by him. Look at that sparkling water! He could barely even smell the piss any more!

He caught eye of a familiar fellow.

“Hey!” he shouted to Francis. “How’s the hosta!”

Athanasia woke suddenly, spitting water everywhere and feeling the urgent need to throw up. Gripping the sides of the tub, she leaned over the edge and hurled the water she had swallowed, plus her breakfast, into the water. With a long sigh, she sat back up, realizing that she was soaking wet. She was in a tub, but it wasn’t hers and it was moving but she wasn’t rowing. Confused, she looked back and saw an older man cutting through the waves with his oar.

“Who are you?” she asked a bit groggily. “And what am I doing in your tub?”

The young woman, uh, evacuated water and what looked like not-water over the side of the tub. He was thankful for her consideration even in her moment of distress, but he was also a man on a single-minded mission. His eyes stayed mostly forward, locked on the goal buoys.

“You’re alive!” Ropati howled, like he’d just seen a ghost, but followed up with a much more positive-sounding, “… you’re alive! Try to stay still!”

Murphy Maddock [25]
(13 + 4 + 3 + 1 + 4)
Total progress: 76

Albert Adams [27]
(20 + 2 + 2 + 3)
Total progress: 73

William Ward [19]
(10 + 1 + 2 + 4 + 2)
Total progress: 72

Ropati Fa'afili [17]
(11 + 4 + 1 + 1)
Total progress: 68

Bram Ward [20]
(15 + 3 + 2)
Total progress: 62

Lory Ward [23]
(13 + 2 + 4 + 3 + 1)
Total progress: 62

William Blacke [14]
(9 + 3 + 2)
Total progress: 57

Joseph Blacke [24]
(18 + 1 + 4 + 1)
Total progress: 57

Francis Tully [15]
(10 + 3 + 2)
Total progress: 52

Thomas Shelley [21]
(12 + 2 + 3 + 4)
Total progress: 51

Elliot Riley [22]
(12 + 2 + 4 + 4)
Total progress: 51

Noah Longbottom [16]
(12 + 4)
Total progress: 48

Evelyn Griffin [12]
(8 + 1 + 3)
Total progress: 43

Steve Kelly [14]
(14)
Total progress: 43

Mehmet Gardenier [8]
(3 + 2 + 3)
Total progress: DISASTER STRIKES!

Edward Seymour [8]
(6 + 1 + 1)
Total progress: DISASTER STRIKES!

Anita Longbottom [3]
(3)
Total progress: DISASTER STRIKES!

She’d stolen the best tub for herself! It was so pretty, a cheery lime-green that was kind of giving her a headache the longer she looked at it.

BOMP.

Soon she’d coast right to the finish line and--…. oh, wow, that was a big wave, but she didn’t see anything. Where was all that water coming from? What had she hit?

WHAT?! Her again!? His finger still hadn’t healed from last time!

Mehmet collided like a hockey puck into some other boat.

How were both these little brats ahead of her!?

Lory loosed her corset and put her back into it … straight into another wave.

The boy wasn't doing great, but he had a smile as he was trying to row the best he could, though he had little experience. As he was struggling to keep up, he was bumped and let out a sharp cry as the cheap tub rocked and a wave sent water in, tilting it more. He grabbed for the side but it was already flipping. He spluttered to the surface coughing and cursing up a storm as he dog paddled his best to get out of the cold water.