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... my humble and ill-informed opinion, the best ship.
We were making good time sailing across the Lonely Island. Clive set the engine to a speed that wasnt so fast we'd need to worry about overheating in the long run, but was still much faster than usual. It strained the ship a little, but I knew the Beaver could handle it just fine.
That was, if the ships behind us didnt catch up.
I stood on the aft castle at the rear, eyes straining to make out the tiny pinpricks way out ...
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