Eccentrics on boats with BIG engines.
They were having fun riding through town.
I saw them passing on Duval.
Tourists thought the boats looked cool.
Anywhere but Cleveland can't be bad this time of year.
Checking out the passing talent.
It looked a bit mid western to me, but I'm not gay.
The peanut butter customers went out to watch with their chequered napkins.
I'm not sure what the attraction of power boat races are.
Loud and fast in a straight line.
Hey, a purple boat, a team obviously secure in their manhood.
Lots and lots of boats cluttering up Duval and Whitehead Streets.
A 200 mile per hour Suzuki with extended rear wheel (modified at vast and pointless expense) and the rider drags his feet like a learner?
A parade for a golf cart.
A chicken held things up for a second.
Large chests match large bank accounts around here.
The well-to-do teams bring scooters to ride around the paddock in-between races.
Everyone brings along a spare blonde or two.
Dream on kids.
From little parades large acorns are sown.
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