...Actually, it was more like a "Friar Tuck"...
My good friend Marty Wiseman came over to the house to shoot some today. The wind was howling at near hurricane force, but we were determined to launch some arrows, and have a good time!
We shot for a while, and neither of us was having a banner day, in terms of accuracy. We were shooting at about 18 yards, and I decided to place a small, plastic ball on top of a block target, in hopes of improving our concentration. I managed to hit it once, and nothing would satisfy Marty until he matched my feat!
He screamed in elation when one of his errant arrows smacked the ball...
Being the good friend that I am, I of course launched an arrow directly at where the ball USED to be!!!
Marty's jubilation turned rapidly to wails of despair when we went to pull the arrows...
We're still friends, but it was a close thing!!!
I always wondered what the inside of a CE Heritage looked like.