I was young, like 15-16, and had just bought my very first Moth. At that time they didn't look like they do now, it is a construction class, and my wasn't either a new one. it didn't even had wings. It was more like an open Europe type, not self-draining either.
It was in April-May something in Stockholm archipelago, the ice had just melted. I had a full wetsuit on, including a hood. I rigged and sailed away in a 12-16 knots of wind, after some 20 minutes I capsized, brought her up and started to bail the water out. It didn't take long until a motorboat came by and asked if I needed help with a tow to the beach.
I said yes, it was kind of them. They gave me a rope and I tied it around my mast, one hand on the tiller and the other holding on to a hiking strap.
Well, the boat was still full of water so it quite rapidly became a submarine. I remember it dived and when I looked up, it was clear water that spring day, I could see the water surface about 3 meters above me! I was a good diver so I just kept holding my breath and after some time it stopped and I slowly float up to the surface again...
"Guys, please a little slower!" I shouted to them, they ave me their thumbs up and we took us all the way to the beach with the overfilled Moth...