My favorite, was sitting at Gilberts Bar, Key Largo with the boat docked along
the outside.
Jerk went by in a 22 ft. outboard thowing maximun wake. Everyone yelled, he
just kept plowing.
We left 20 minutes later and in the middle of BlackWater Sound there was the
"jerk" in his boat , sitting.

I pulled up , and asked what was the matter. He said he was "out of gas, can I
get a tow?"

To which I repled, Ya shoulda thought of that while you were waking the boats
at gilberts, and I slowly drove away as his yelling faded .

It was one of those great moments,great!