Thanks to
J.J. for her lovely darts playing story, I was reminded of my own darts playing experience.
Urgh. Unlike hers, mine was not a pretty sight.
I first played darts with my friend Del at her dad's recreation club. We could clear the games room within minutes of taking up the darts. I did not get better.
When there was an office 'championship' (back when I was working in accountancy administration) we placed the board at the end of a wide corridor-esque space bordered by floor to ceiling shelves apart from the turning that led into the main open plan office space. At least three of the darts I threw ended up bouncing off the wall and ended up in the main office space. When it came to my turns to throw, after my first go only my opponent and the 'ref' stood within sight of me (and they were next to/behind me though when one bounced back and landed only just in front at me they possibly regretted that decision; I don't think my attempts at more forceful throwing techniques helped either - I heard someone mutter "it's not a bloody javelin"). Everyone else backed off to stand within the main office space several feet from the possibility of my bouncing darts. I think I hit the board maybe three times, none of the hits what I intended though I did manage a flukey bullseye! Even someone stood with me, guiding my arm throwing the dart, could not help me!
Mind, this is the girl who nearly took out someone's shoulder with a mis-aimed shotput during P.E. at school (in my defence she was walking across the shotput area but it still should not have been posible for anyone with any sense of direction to end up hitting her). She fell like a stone. It was not to my glee that she was one of the school bullies in my year...
You can safely summise my athletic/games playing ability is somewhat flawed...
