Sailing on the boat was really cold. It was windy and I was shivering as we were sailing along. As we were sailing, our wake trailed behind the boat. We had to pull the sheet, which was the rope, to raise the sails. We had to pull it as hard as we could. As we were heaving we were starting to struggle and scream. Gale force wind was lashing my hair as we sailed away from the harbour bridge.
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