This time I decided to see how fast the yellow waver runner goes. The problem is that the speedometer doesn't work so I just went as fast as it would go to get that thrill of speeding across the water with the wind and the spray in my face. It was exhilarating until I tried to make a sharp turn at an incredible speed and threw myself off tipping the wave runner upside down. After I got over my shock I was smiling from ear to ear. I think in another life I would love to race these things semiprofessionally. My mom even hopped on the purple one to see how fast she dared go.
We played until 5ish when a storm was threatening to rain us out. It ended up blowing over but by the time we got everything packed up and pulled out we were tired and ready to head back home. What a good day. Now that I realize how close this lake is and how much fun we had I just might come with only my kids like we used to go to the beach. Maybe this is my new beach.
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