I have a rambly little story about old school guys...
My dad was a disc nerd back in the 70's and he got me into disc golf at a very young age. He isn't a ball golf type of dad, and I'm thankful for that. He and his friends would set up object courses and throw at them with freestyle discs because thats what they knew how to throw. All of those guys got really good with lids and knew how to use them.
One of his best friends growing up was a true inspiration. He got into a car accident in high school and was paralyzed from the waist down. Before that he set the unnoficial distance record in Wisconsin throwing down State Street in Madison. After the accident, he continued to play disc, mostly freestyle, but he would still play object courses from his wheelchair. He actually helped my dad become good at disc golf just playing catch. Try playing catch with someone in a wheelchair; if it isn't the equivilent of on the chains it isn't getting caught.
At any rate, years went by and my dad and his friend got older, had kids, jobs, and lives. Every once in a while my dad's friend would come and visit us in Minnesota and stay with us. I still remember the sound of his wheelchair going down two flights of stairs from the guest bedroom to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The guy took those stairs at max speed, he was pretty darn mobile. This was also before people started getting nice road tires on their wheelchairs.
At some point a round of freestyle would always develope. It was frustrating for me because unlike my dad, I couldn't hit his friend with suitable throws, me being used to people that could lunge after bad lines. One shot they would always do together was a big horseshoe shot that my dad's friend would roll across his arms and transition into a nail delay and then hit the disc on edge right back at my dad. I was amazed at the accuracy they had with lids outside in the wind. I asked my dad's friend how he could be that accurate. He said that he just practiced air delays with himself. I was a little confused, so we went down by the lake and he showed me. He would throw the disc straight out over the lake nose up and it would float right back at him. He did this for like 10 throws straight without having to move at all. I later learned he set the para-record for air delays a while ago. I never felt more like a newb then when I watched this guy that was bound to a wheelchair throwing perfect trick shots at will. When we would play catch he could hit me anywhere I wanted with the disc at pretty much any range within 150'. When we played for objects he could bounce a disc off the ground and into a target at will. The skill and accuracy of those shots made me realize how good some of the old school guys really are.