I met him, he took me for a
driver drive, although I was feeling a bit under par he still wanted a stroke

but with feeling ill I was rather green. My eagle eye told me just what he was, had him measure right down to a T. I
bunkered bunked off and went to a club instead and that last thing I wanted was to be pushing his knackered car, it seemed to be doing a lot of putt putting! Now that was crap
