Slicing through the serenity...

... like utter morons. 

I am quite certain that the HP rating of the outboard engine is inversely proportional to the IQ of the owner.

Not two minutes before this onslaught of mechanical mayhem, I was remarking on the unusual tranquillity of the evening. Like a moment out of time. Like a parenthesis in an alternative space.

These cretins rapidly brought me back to earth.