I was humming along roughly 40mph on the good ole speedo but it seemed like 100km/h<br /><br />My dad tells me to go straight as we never went to this part of the river before. I continue disregarding the buoys and i sit down for some reason and i ease the throttle because i wanted to enjoy the scenery. Exactly at that moment boom boom then mud is spluttering everywhere and the motor is running loud aka out of water. My dads like What the hell why did u let go of the throttle so fast... I look to the front and i see damn river grass growing around the boat... 30 minutes later and one damn shiny buffed up bronze prop later and wet feet we are back out. Started up motor then it died but turns out i flooded it.. 5 minutes later when it turns on finally all the brown water comes out of the peehole from the mud and all is well
damn what a lesson today <br /><br />Out of no where going 40mph to a stand still in a matter of 1m.. No damage at all apart from the skeg losing its paint and some dirt going through the cooling system.. I only cut my lip on the window so i got out lucky.. My dad nearly fell out. I will probably change impellar soon.. <br /><br />Its one of those lessons that you learn in life, its sometimes better to go slow, enjoy the scenery, have some potato chips and sip a coke then to be running full throttle with 666 running through your head and then cutting your lip open.<br /><br />Boatings a trip and then you die
<br /><br />Anyone ever got raped by the shallow water before?<br />Or have any similar stories