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The bow section coasted forward for a few seconds, then rolled over.
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riding this bloody tub down to the bottom of the Atlantic. Just before she completed the fatal roll, he let go of the railing and fell over the side. He didnt even try to swim; he surrendered himself to More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Bart Whitaker the savage sea and was about to make his peace with God hard boiled wow
a wave lifted him ten feet in the air and then released him almost on top of an overturned lifeboat-the one Pickens hadnt had time to secure, he realized. It was not only awkward More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Bart Whitaker but nearly impossible to climb onto the boats belly with his unwieldy, confining life jacket, but he finally delicious chocolate cake
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