Your convoy is passing through a North Atlantic storm. The winds howl for days and heavy seas lift and toss your ship endlessly. No one can eat. The rolling and yawing have made even the strongest stomachs sick. The waves rise up to over thirty feet tall. Your ship climbs up one side and slides down the other. Gradually the waves get even bigger. And the wind increases. The ship's rigging and wires sing with the wind. Everyone on deck has to have a life line as the deck rises and falls. As the ship slides down the back side of the waves its bows plough deep into the foam. Sometimes you wonder if the bows will rise again or will they keep on driving down into the water. The convoy commander has to decide what to do about the storm. Which choice should he follow?