Tony helms. MAPFRE is visible close ahead of them. Tom makes a diagram on the floor of the cockpit using sheets and Jena's foot and shoe to represent directions and boats and the tradewinds and the doldrums and the various routing decisions. He points out a nearby cloud. "This guy looks pretty scary right now, and he might get us." Closeup of a compass. Tony: "We are max keel. Momentarily." SiFi talks about the clouds and potential for squall. Shot of an approaching raincloud in the dusk. Mark: "This is a big cloud. And it's coming quickly." We see the wind increase and the sudden scramble to react: Calls for a furl, flogging the main, furling the headsail (maybe the J0? or the FR0?), Stacey on the aft pedestal in her bra, prepping the J1 to hoist. Sailing under the J1 and J3 as it gets dark and SiFi says something about wet pajamas.