The O ring of the injector pump probably broke and fell with the vibration, so the other singing sailor, Fernando, replaced it with the O ring from an old sparkplug and voilá! Genius! (Watch out Tom for that FG title, it's in jeopardy!)
But of course once something was fixed, something else broke: this time the fridge. But we stuffed it with ice and it will have to do until it gets to FLL or Miami, or somewhere in between.
While I take my taxi to Jacksonville airport, Juan and hopefully one of the three crew members from Blue Phoenix, will sail to St. Augustine. Nelson will join him there for the final leg.
For a while I will forget about weather reports and diesel engines, but I will continue to hear it purring as I sleep.
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