When I was a kid, i used to love watching the holiday makers back their cars down to the waters edge to launch their lil speedboats from the sand to avoid queuing up on a slipway 1/2 mile away. They failed to realise that the sand was only an inch or two deep, and under it was soft clay, the local farmer used to make a fortune pulling the vehicles out of the mud.. heh heh..
Some peeps spent far to much time trying to get out themselves, and the tide came in.. uh ohhh... I did used to larf.. heh heh..
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