We have what did you buy, what did you shoot, what did you buy, what did Lark stick up his butt threads. How about your glory story. Sometimes it's not about the round, but rather that one shot. I'll start. Today was another one of those GolfNow rounds at Wigwam Resort, however the course wasn't worth the $15 I paid for it. I joined a father/son pair on the first tee for the start of a rather forgetful round. At about the 11th hole weather started rolling in. Dark gray nasty clouds and a butt load of wind. My playing partners decided to hunker down and wait it out, but I didn't have time for that. I played on, besides "I don't think the heavy stuff will come down for a while now". I play the wind pretty well. One hole it's a 175 yard 9i the next is a 140 yard 7i. I come to 14 or 15 and it's a short but guarded par 4. 266 yards to the middle but the pin is back. The green is surrounded with deep bunkers and I have about a 35 MPH wind at my back. I grab my 7W and wait for what seems like a twelvesome finishes up. The wind starts to die down so I grab my 4W instead. Now I normally hit my 4W about 230 yards. I've been playing a slight draw all day and now the wind shifts a little from right behind me to a little left to right. I decide to take dead aim and let it rip. The ball soars right at the flag and just starts to tail off it to the right at the end. I see it bounce but nothing else. I drive up to the green as the rain starts to come down pretty good and find that I'm pin high about 8" right. Arguably my best shot. Missed the putt but fuck it.