Deep in the recesses of Kenutu's cockpit lazarettes we found the solution to a boating emergency. A rusted mess of metal that would be a tiller if our wheel broke off or we somehow became unable to steer. It's kind of a big deal.
We had some random white spray paint left over from some paint thing we never did, so Mack broke out the sander and started stroking the pole.
Yes. That is DURABLE COVER MAX TECHNOLOGY in a spray paint. Come on, Krylon. Put down the energy drinks and the thesaurus. It's spray paint for goodness sake.
Painting the emergency tiller was a little fix, probably a non-essential one, but it looks way better. And that means it was worth it. Especially since now we know where it is.
Two people dumb enough to think anything is possible and smart enough to bumble their way into discoveries.