The start of a dinghy race is always the tensest moment — boats hovering on starboard, edging back and forth, waiting for the right second to pounce. Usually, we’re the ones still fumbling with the sails as the fleet disappears ahead. But this time was different. The horn went, we crossed the line bang on the word “go,” and suddenly we were accelerating away while everyone else just… sat there. We were as surprised as anyone — but what a feeling!