Wade recently joined a dart league. He'll be spending his Monday evenings in a pink shirt throwing little darts at a board. He wanted to practice during the week so I bought him the only dartboard I could find when I was out shopping the other day.
Thinking back to days long ago when I was a kid trying to win one of those cheapo prizes at carnivals by breaking balloons with a dart, I always assumed that I just couldn't throw the darn things. Wade hung his board and asked if I wanted to play. Just look what I can do.