A generic "turbo mode" is common. But the configuration stands apart for three critical reasons:
The sea kept its counsel, a slow, breathing giant of glass and shadow. For as long as anyone in the harbor could remember, it had been reliable in its moods: placid on market mornings, hungry in squalls, indifferent in fog. Tonight it was conspiratorial, a low, silk rumble that teased the docks and set gulls to nervous murmurs.
