I was on the 8th hole of Horton Smith Golf Course in Springfield, MO. It was 145 yard par 3 (obviously, unless I was incredibly lucky on a par 4 and had a monstrous drive) and my shot looked like it was heading for the stick (the flag for non golfers) but it felt like my nine iron was hit too well and it looked like it went long.
I was captured into a surreal moment where time stopped. I didn't know whether to laugh or shout in excitement, so I just casually said "wow." No emotion other than total shock that I had achieved this.







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