the sea sprite was riding majestically at anchor just outside the marina , but fortunately we werent expected to swim out to her , there just happened to be a gleaming 1970s era riva aquarama runabout tied up at the pontoon , just waiting to give me a heart attack , and after donning our life jackets ( they even had special jackets for bonnie and clyde ) maria and first officer carter slid into the rear seat with bonnie , and clyde and i took up residence on the plush front passenger seat .