 And before I knew it, it was about 1 o'clock. The wind's ripping. In the back of my mind, I know there's a windblown bite going on somewhere. And I'm running my pattern, running my pattern. And just another one of the light bulbs went off. Like, hey, let's pick up that chatterbait and let's go shallow. Let's just try a couple spots. And I actually did find a good school shallow with the windblown from the same direction one of the days of practice. So I ran to that little area.