Took my nephew to a shoot and he didn't do so well. So he started practicing a lot but didn't tell me.
Today, he sent me this pic.
Pretty good shooting at about 17 yards. Especially with mismatched arrows.
He did admit that this was his only really good group of the day, but still...
Notice the paper targets, though. He made his sister (6 yo) draw them up.
He also took a melon from the kitchen and his mother wasn't too happy.
Remember when we used to do stuff that we probably shouldn't have? And how when we did really well we needed to tell someone? I think most of us do, because we still do it here.