
Burst into sailing like I owned the sea — August 2016. Tamed Norway, ripped through Greece, bullied Italy, and left my wake across France. Threw down at Giraglia Rolex Cup, crushed Marseille Yachting Week, and owned the start line in Göcek. Been logging every mile since I got my ISSA papers — plus I hold a GIMS license (State Boating Inspectorate), because Russia doesn't mess around. By day, I conduct symphony orchestras. By night, I conduct rum. Straight as a keel. Hungry for more.
