
Total calm under pressure and kickback, taking the prize medal. Damn!
I did not do nearly as well, but I did have an uncanny talent for reflex tracking with shotgun.
For some reason, I was reminded of the chant that the little Menehunes sang over and over at Sierra Camp:
Don’t mess. Don’t mess. Don’t mess with the best
‘cause the best don’t rest.
Don’t fool. Don’t fool. Don’t fool with the cool
‘cause the cool don’t fool.

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