"Alright, which boat would they possibly be in," Tisiah muttered as he examined each boat that was lined up in the row, before he spoke. "The first one is our best bet, and that's where we need to be." He started to walk towards the first boat, but I stopped him.
"I want to make sure this is the right one," I said.
"What?" Tisiah asked. "What are you talking about?"
"Look at the structure, it's wide, meant for more strength, but not really speed," I explained. "How about the last one?" I asked.
"It's a good idea, let's check that one out too," he said, and we walked towards the last one in line. "Hopefully no one's on that boat," September said as we made our way towards the last boat. It had this certain structure that was destined for speed: it was narrow and long.
