Here is a truly weird, but true golf story... I use to play golf with a good friend many years ago at a club in ft. Lauderdale, fl. We were teeing off on the 13th hole and my buddy nails a crow in mid flight and needless to say, dead crow. Ok ,that's not that weird but about a week later, we were playing the same course, same hole, and he nails another crow while teeing off! We were soo freaked out, we both were looking over our shoulders for weeks.We can add anotherhere for the time my dad let me drive the cart. Yep - into the little pond. I missed the bridge. That was also the summer I was 10. I'm a better driver now, but not with a golf club.
![]()
Sent from my SCH-I545 using Tapatalk