I've been playing golf for 45 years, but I only got real serious about it after I retired. I play 6 days a week, walking at least 9 holes a day, so I get to hit a lot of shots. I've been close a couple of times, but never got it just right. I was playing in our weekly game, with 3 other guys I've played with many times. The 3rd hole at our club is a par 3, one of the other guys came close, and the conversation turned to aces, and how many each of us had. Turns out I was the only one without one. We played on, and reached the other par 3, the 8th, a downhill target, with a elevated profile, I hit first, it was on line, but I never thought it would go in. Imagine my surprise when it hit in front the pin, and hopped right in the hole, like it had eyes. I really believe the other guys were more excited for me, than I was, after all you have to show some cool. It was a fabulous feeling, and I don't think I will ever forget that day.