Indeed. And then I'll have a renewed appreciation for having a girlfriend. Not for companionship, but from the utility derived from the possibility of such a situation.
This reminds me of a question I was asked back in the day (any British squaddies start nodding here), on one of those courses they make NCOs do to make sure they know something about the theory - the officer comes up to me and says:
Right then, <insert name here>, you think you know this stuff, then. Well, what if I dropped you, with Corporal <insert name here> over there, in the desert, miles from civilization, with nothing but a pistol and two rounds, and injured this man so badly that he couldn't move. What would you do then?
To which I famously replied without hesistation: Well sir, as you walked away I'd slam two rounds between your shoulder-blades!
In this situation, I'd turn the boat around. There's no way I'd be sailing anything that could be outpaced by a fish!
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