Today we spent the afternoon with a friend of ours. I grew up with Marshal back in Arizona and he decided to grace us with his presence this weekend. We went to a driving range that's not to far from our house. I still need a lot of work on my form, as you can see in the pictures it looks more like I'm getting ready to beat someone. I'm still learning. Give me some time, I'll get better. I've lovingly named one of my clubs "Ginty" It's an older style driver made from wood with the name ginty carved into the bottom. Apparently a ginty is a Scottish brood who is continually getting into trouble but somehow easily finds way to get out of it. My swing was better with that club than any other one so of course its my favorite.
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