On October 19, 2009, my sixteenth birthday, Wild Eyes officially became mine! Now it was really happening.

The winds were blowing from west to east, pushing Abby's boat toward the rocks as Abby struggled with the autopilots below. If Wild Eyes reached those islands, she wouldn't run aground, keel in the sand. She would be smashed into pieces.

On June 10, the worst storm in the series swept across the middle of the Indian Ocean and Wild Eyes was directly in its path.

Wild Eyes was built for speed and I was flying down walls of water twenty and thirty feet high.