My 84 year old neighbor wanted me to go fishing with him on his boat. So I did. He had absolutely no idea on how shal -low his boat could not run,or how deep the water was. He plowed into areas and would get stuck and keep the gas on wondering why it would not move anymore. We spent more time getting out of a spot then fishing. Half his skeg is gone along with aluminum prop blades. Everytime we tried to get on plane he always buried the prop in the bottom. I kept politely telling him it is to shallow. Also threw his cracker wrappers in the water. Actually sad how oblivious he was. I also got to try the worst beer I have ever had. Keystone. I did see some other mud slingers too.