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You give a mighty shove, and the canoe glides smoothly away from the shore. This probably would have been very convenient had you been in it at the time. As you stand on the shore wondering where your ancestors went wrong, the wind pushes the canoe in varying directions across the lake. After a half-hour, it drifts within your reach, and you haul it back.