The humidity of golden sand and crowded bodies was a usual feeling for Brian.
Brian pulled off his 2002 jet black shades and turned to Damo "How's the weather mate?" "Not good" Damo replied, "there's a killer rip!"
Brian turned to the deep blue sea and while daydream a figure caught his eye. It was a tourist in a bit of strife!
"Crikey!" he yelled as he bolted down to the outrageous water, Possibly seeing his final glimpse of her pleading hand.
The unforgiving rip faltered Brian as he frantically paddled to the women. this was probably the worst rip Brian had ever seen! But now was not the time.
He reaches the lady as she starts to go under. Before he could merley process what was going on; he dived under, lunging for her. he grasped the rubber goggles on top of her head and with all his might...