The waves peaked like WoW and the fights got fiercer on the second leg of Rick and Jonnie's surfari shindig
HORWITZ PUBLICATIONS
SURFARI HIGHWAY SERIES #2
FIRST PRINTING 1966
SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA
Ever tried night surfing at Surfers with a curvey Italian bird?
Jonnie felt the swell beneath his board and looked beyond Maria to the beach, and beyond that. It was strange to see only the lights of the highway breaking the blackness, and the moving headlights of cars silent and ghost-like, flickering. "Let's try this one for size!" And together they cracked an enormous wave.
It was all darkness and dazzle, a black shine of water and the street lights tipping crazily in the distance. The sting of spray at his neck and shoulders and the uncanny life of the board beneath his feet were the only familiar sensations. He thought he heard Maria scream in the smashing thrill of the break as he swept into the beach.
He couldn't see her anywhere.
My God, where is she now, in the wild watery darkness of the night?
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