On day two of her first trip the oil pressure sensor blew clear off. It looked like the engine had been shot. We were screwed. But I'd just made a sandwich so I ate that first, and took this photo of my gal and our skipper starting the task of making sure we didn't turn into a mobile Superfund site. Don't worry, I helped.
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