The (mis)adventures and thoughts of an aspiring master archer, lifter, and fantasy author who happens to be irresistibly drawn towards wolves, raptors, and parrots. They may say there's no such thing as Paradise or Perfection, yet I'm still searching for them. Why do I keep searching? A voice speaks to me and says: "Search for Paradise and aspire for Perfection"...
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Super Piggy: 99 Me: 1
Remember that little javelina I had a picture of in my last post? Well, it took out one of my arrows yesterday at 3D practice. Right now Sorondil-Telcontar and I seem to be having a bit of a spat (darn, what did I do wrong? I waxed the string and watched my form and spined the arrows right!) but anyway, I took a shot at Super-Pig with my friends from behind the bushes to simulate TBoF conditions. Super-Pig is hard enough to hit from the green (and even the yellow stake) but from behind the bushes somewhere between the green and blue stakes was even harder. I had trouble identifying a good spot to hit and finally settled on a safe, reliable butt-shot. Only problem was, I forgot that I was a lot further out than usual and hit Super-Pig in the leg. In the blink of an eye, I saw sparks and aluminum shrapnel flying about and my arrow flew into the air and into the thicket behind. A few minutes later after my friends and I searched for my arrow, the following returned to me: an 1816 I lost at the tournament, a pair of 1814s I lost at another tournament, and most of the 1814 that shattered on Super-Pig's leg. Suffice to say, that shot provided my buddies with some serious entertainment!
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