A last min trip to my hometown of Winston Salem, NC and a round of golf with my childhood best friend who actually introduced me to the game. After not playing great through 6, I needed to settle into the round (i know a little late to get composed) so I changed my ball and cleared my head. The pin was hidden because of the surrounding bunkers, and with more green to play with in the back I played my shot a little longer than the 140 yardage. As soon as I made contact I knew it was going to be in a great spot. Again, with the actual pin being hid behind a bunker we wouldn't know for sure until we got to the green. We get to the green and there isn't a ball in site, looked in the pin and there she sat! (9i Cobra Fly Z-XL, Pro v1)