It was the second round of the day at Oyster Bay in xyz, North Carolina. 46 degrees with the wind gusting to 30 mph. When we got to the 4th hole, the round was looking bad. #4 is a 180 uphill par 3 that looks easy enough. I put a bad swing on it and ran one up on the front of the green. As I yelled, "Get in." The ball tracked right in. What a moment and what a feeling for my first ace!