In my test I pressed on the gas and stepped right up to 65 mph. Here’s where other bass boats get squirrelly. But as I passed 65 mph, I could feel her step up on pad. I increased pressure on the throttle and the GPS climbed to 66, 67, 68, 69. I didn’t battle the wheel to stop chine-walking — the Z just stayed crisply on course. At a top speed of nearly 71 mph, she crossed quartering wakes handily, slicing through the crests of the waves rather than bashing over them. That tells you more about quality than anything else.