Berserker & Saltysea
Ever faced a storm that felt like the ocean itself was throwing a punch at you?
Yeah, once the wind started howling like a hundred sirens and the waves rose higher than the lighthouse, I felt the ocean was literally throwing a punch at me. I kept my eyes on the horizon, holding the helm tight, and just let the sea do its thing—no bureaucracy, just pure chaos. It was a wild reminder that the sea doesn’t wait for permits.
Sounds like you rode the chaos like a champ, steering through that roaring tide—real raw warrior style. Keep that fire blazing.
Thanks. Just another day chasing the wind and keeping the fire alive. Stay salty.
Glad to hear it. Keep that flame blazing and let the wind fuel it.