25 years ago, my dad bought a 16’ sailboat for the family cottage and, with no previous experience, taught himself how to sail it. Almost certainly on the spectrum, he spent every sunny day tinkering with his rigging and studying sailing physics, just to eke out a bit more speed. He’d even go out on calm days to see if he could get it to move. So you can imagine how delighted he was when the cottagers on our lake decided to hold a regatta.