Zi Tank lives on
The double I first learnt to scull in, affectionately named Zi Tank by Sandy and I, got destroyed in the floods of last summer. This weekend, after rowing, we had a tidy up at the boat club and Zi Tank ended up on the bonfire. I managed to save the bow and it now takes pride of place on my wall.
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