The America’s Cup: the barmiest race of them all

They say yachting is like standing in a cold shower tearing up £50 notes. Now, meet the boys who shred MILLIONS in the barmiest race of them all.

There’s no cushion on this seat. In fact, it’s not really a seat at all. I’m trying to squat on a patch of carbon fibre and there is water sloshing around my feet. Every few minutes, a violent jolt sends me flying to the floor.