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[Mike O]

Well - I stopped by Bucket's course yesterday on my way up to Maine. Hit some balls on the range with the 12 piece - sweetest swing - power shots down the range- he didn't hit it bad either. Towards the end of the practice session after I mentioned that I like to play the ProV1x ball, he mentioned there were alot of those at the back of the range in the tree line. I really had my doubts but he was so convincing that before I knew it we were out of the cart and walking in the tree line - bam! - he says "Look over there- ProV1x!" - as I leaned down to pick it up I felt something hard on my backside- not realizing that it was the back of a stick that I had stepped on the front of - I snapped and whipped my fully loaded power package maximum accumulator particapation pivot powered 9 iron around with a lagging sweetspot - both powerful and accurate - it was like a hot knife cutting through a grease soaked Kentucky fried chicken bucket! Now, I had two severe problems- 1) The damn Ping S-59 9 iron had twisted and I had a helluva time getting it out of his skull and 2) He was still breathing with a look like Ned Beatty in the Deliverance

- now I needed to decide if I should take him to the hospital or with only 1 hour of daylight left- collect the rest of the ProV1x's and finish my practice session. I thought to myself - what would most forum members do in this situation? It became obvious to me instantly that I should collect the balls and head back up to the range to work on my game more. As darkness fell over the course- I headed back to the end of the range to take him to the hospital but he had already past'd on - I had to think quickly now as panic surged through my body - he was too heavy to drag anywhere- and how would I make it look like an accident? Luckily there was some rope in the back of the cart and I tied it around one of his legs and started dragging his body around the course - man it was a blast- you should have seen him whipping around the back of the cart- going around corners- bouncing off sand traps- that mother was flying!! I left him and the cart in the parking lot around midnight- nice course though- if you get a chance you should try to play it.