It was a windy Mothers day in twenty ten and i decided to go play nine holes on my own in the afternoon. I was playing well. one under at the time when i stepped up to the seventh tee on Lindenwoods Red Course and realized i would have to hit a low punching six iron to get over the water into the fifteen mph winds. I hit the ball and thought it could be good. I watched it cut through the wind and start drifting towards the hole. Then clank. The ball dissapeared into the cup. I tossed my club and went full sprint down the hill forgetting about my bag and went and pulled out my ball. When i looked around i realized that no one was there. Then from around the trees a grounds crew worker came out clapping and congratulating me. He was my witness. I went on to finish the round with a two under thirty four after bogeying the very next hole. To this day one of the best golf moments of my life