Glassy conditions as sails slat back and forth. TJ points out the sights: "Little puff over here; little puff over there. Kinda caught in the middle." Chuy steers. Tony on the bow: "Do you want the jib back on the other side?" We see three boats on the horizon behind them: two relatively close and one, in the middle, further away. I'm guessing that's, left to right, AkzoNobel, MAPFRE, and Dongfeng. On the bow, Tony and SiFi chat about neighbors, where they'd live if they lived in town. SiFi reminisces about the 2008 Volvo. This one is pretty up there for light conditions. Tony talks about how the boats behind have closed up. "Everyone's sailing the boats pretty similar now, based on what we can see with the binoculars." Talks about the weather, sunshine. "Might be trapped here forever." Shot of a distant funnel cloud. Tom: "That one's moving towards us. And we're not moving." Drone shot of them ghosting along about 1.5 knots.Spreader cam shot of the deck as TTToP sails on starboard gybe. Then we see stern cam footage as Liz calls out information about... something. They seem kind of concerned; I think maybe there's a funnel cloud/waterspout ahead of them? Not super clear from the shot, but Liz's comment at the end about it "going away from us" would seem to make sense with that. Wonder if something was mentioned in one of the other media sources (Twitter, Daily Live...). I'm just watching the videos at this point while I try to catch up, so I don't actually know.Bleddyn trims. Beyond him, Vestas is a few miles to leeward and slightly ahead. Bleddyn: "Earlier, MAPFRE sailed past us as if we were anchored, which was a bit frustrating." Now Vestas is doing well against them too. Trying to match speeds with them, which will drag them to Hong Kong with the leaders. "That's the aim. It's frustrating, but it's good. We're pushing ourselves hard." Closeup of Bleddyn's hands. "I'm like a snake; I'm just peeling my skin." Closeup of the eye lead of the J3 (I think?) as crew shifts stack forward in the background. Dee talks to a crewmember about a competitor: "The header we're expecting, they've just sailed loads of extra miles for no reason." Dee calls the chant as they shift the stack forward. Closeup of tightening the stack ratchet. Slomo of someone (Francesca?) looking through a hand-bearing compass at a competitor. Martin, on the helm in his max foulies, talks about a squall with a twister that they just managed to avoid. "The waterspout was to leeward and we had the top of it to weather. We went straight under it."