Sewer bill
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I'll start.
Back in 06or 07. I was playing my old home course north watertower park. Hole 10. Has a sidewalk that snaked blindly out of the woods and around the watertower and down the entire left side of the fairway.
I was unloading my bag ripping discs trying to park the long position and let loose one of my better hyzer flips just as a battle of the bulge vet came zooming out of the woods on his mobility scooter, yelled as much as a could but alas he was mostly deaf and I clobbered him right in the belly with a flash. From that day forward for years he would yell at me or give me dirty looks or just stop his scooter in random parts of the sidewalk throughout the park in hopes I would hit him so he could yell at me again. Months later I nearly hit him again on a different hole and he yelled at me for missing him.
In 08 I hit a cop car right in the windshield in the exact same scenario on hole 10 because they would just drive through the park to try and catch dirt bike hoodrats or people smoking crack under the pavilion. Cop gave me a very stern talking to as if I should have somehow known he was silently creeping down the fairway blindly out of the woods next to the watertower.
Just recently, at my current local course, I smoked a force off the tee and it had just a little too much hyzer and it flew ob over the road just as a 2022 chevy tahoe was flying around the bend. Guy was going about 50 mph and my disc was probably going just as fast, sounded like a gunshot on impact and there he went down the road with my hot pink force with my name and number written on it wedged deep into his grill, didn't even touch the brake pedal just kept going. He came back later and gave my disc to another card during the league. I was fully anticipating having to buy him a very expensive new grill but he was cool and drove off into the sunset.
So let's hear it. I know I'm not the only one who's got some oh no disc golf moments.
Back in 06or 07. I was playing my old home course north watertower park. Hole 10. Has a sidewalk that snaked blindly out of the woods and around the watertower and down the entire left side of the fairway.
I was unloading my bag ripping discs trying to park the long position and let loose one of my better hyzer flips just as a battle of the bulge vet came zooming out of the woods on his mobility scooter, yelled as much as a could but alas he was mostly deaf and I clobbered him right in the belly with a flash. From that day forward for years he would yell at me or give me dirty looks or just stop his scooter in random parts of the sidewalk throughout the park in hopes I would hit him so he could yell at me again. Months later I nearly hit him again on a different hole and he yelled at me for missing him.
In 08 I hit a cop car right in the windshield in the exact same scenario on hole 10 because they would just drive through the park to try and catch dirt bike hoodrats or people smoking crack under the pavilion. Cop gave me a very stern talking to as if I should have somehow known he was silently creeping down the fairway blindly out of the woods next to the watertower.
Just recently, at my current local course, I smoked a force off the tee and it had just a little too much hyzer and it flew ob over the road just as a 2022 chevy tahoe was flying around the bend. Guy was going about 50 mph and my disc was probably going just as fast, sounded like a gunshot on impact and there he went down the road with my hot pink force with my name and number written on it wedged deep into his grill, didn't even touch the brake pedal just kept going. He came back later and gave my disc to another card during the league. I was fully anticipating having to buy him a very expensive new grill but he was cool and drove off into the sunset.
So let's hear it. I know I'm not the only one who's got some oh no disc golf moments.