The jet ski

As I whiz through the sparkly turquoise blue water on my jumping jet ski I hear screaming seagulls squawking  on the soggy squishy sand. The waves collapse over each other, like glass smashing in to millions of pieces ,as my motor roars like a lion .

I see fluffy foggy foamy water like an avalanche but it also looks like a white cuddly cloud coming down to rest. As the salty soggy water races to the end, I blast through a thundering wave, like going through a tunnel.

I can smell the salty soggy sea blowing through my nose , as my motor starts burning up , the smell  of rubber comes from my new jet ski.

I feel all soggy and wet , as the waves dash past , but overall I think I did well for my first go .