Hole 4 at my club is 135 yards but plays significantly down hill. The hole plays closer to 115-120. As my shot peaked I thought “please don’t go in!” Because I was playing by myself and was literally the only person on the golf course besides two guys cutting fairways on the opposite end of the course. Sure enough the ball took a baby hop and rolled about 1 foot directly in the hole. My next word were explicit. Both out of joy and anguish. I simultaneously experienced the greatest and the worst feeling of my life. A solo hole in one. But I am grateful to be able to say that I have one now.