Awesome Dinghy story

[thepants]

Ok, so my father-in-law (Bill) and I are in a Dinghy Poker-run. The goal: get in your dinghy and go get five cards from certain jetski stations located throughout the lake. Easy enough. So his buddy Ray and his son and sons buddy (they're both in their late twenties) are kinda taggin' with us on their dinghy, and as we're FLYING through the lake on these little rafts we realize that this 32 footer is bearing down on us. The idiot thinks he's a dinghy, and starts tailin' us withing 50 yards (VERY close in outer-lake boating). So Ray is behind us and we're up and to his left, and he decides (intelligently) to cross our wake and head towards the other side, so he's crossing our wake and the 32 footer follows him! He's bearing down and getting within 30-40 yards now and Bill starts to notice this idiot as well. Well he was so close Bill had to turn around to figure out a route to take, and as he spins he had his safety-cord tied to his wrist and it came unplugged. If you don't know what a safety cord is, it's in case you go flying out of your dinghy it'll kill the motor if you're not attached anymore. So as he spins around to check ou this jackass it comes unplugged, and Ray is about 15 feet behind us at full tilt running from the large boat, and he doesn't look because he too is watching this dumbass. Ray hit us. Fast. And hard. Their boat careened into us from behind and it was on top of us (literally) until we got it pushed off. The big boat kept going and passed us by (apparently...we were concerned with our safety at this point, not him). So everyone's fine, and we start settling down as Trevor (Ray's son Scott's friend) starts tilting backwards. Sure enough, they popped the right buoy on the boat. They're going down. Amazingly, the left buoy and double layered footing platform kept them afloat, and a TON of other dinghy's that were in the race stopped to help.

Needless to say, it was a SWEET story to tell. But scary as hell. But SWEET.