Saturday in Frisco a bull shark as long as my log followed me all the way down a wave face. A section came, between the sandbar and the beach, and I look down... Huge f*cking shark chasing me, I look forward towards the beach, 2 (I sh*t you not) two motherflugging hammerheads are swimming in a figure 8 between me and the beach. Stuck between a pissed off bull and a couple little exotic boogers, I said "*$%^ I HAVE to make this section". I took a half step forward on the board, made the section and stepped off the board into sand ready to cry for my mommy. About a dozen people on the beach saw it and came over to have the "OH MY GOD" conversation. Oh my god.