Canned

On the way to the dock on our first trip to the harbor, we ran over a mooring can. Oops! I had some vibration behind the engine while approaching the mooring can for the first time. No vibration in reverse. No vibration forward. Then there was vibration in forward. Nothing in reverse. Then, nothing forward. Just to be sure, I had George look at the engine. He blessed it. He suggested that it might be a plastic bag. Whew!