Whoosh!!

Gosh that cannon ball went straight over our heads and through the mainsail. All hands on deck maties. These blighters on the Black Hudson are a huron sort of foe. French and black to the fingernails, too many trips to Paris maybe by the embankment, and there we are. 'Tis a dark night for sailors of the Royal Navy. 7 splashes to date and most of them shortt.