Jul 07, 2006 00:17
So, my dad and I went out to South Transit to make-up for our Monday league, since Tops is stupid and scheduled me to work.
First game 199 (not too shabby) Second game 168 (pretty sucky) and then *drumroll please* the last game-
First 3 strikes, 9 spare (should've been a strike) all strikes again, until the 9th frame, I left the 7 pin, and missed the spare, I was less than pleased. THEN, I had the first 2 strikes in the 10th, but left the 5 pin. I wasn't a happy camper, but my Dad told me after my first 2 strikes that I broke 600, and I ended the game with a 246. Giving me a 612 series, I was a happy camper.
My dad finished that game with a 241, but beat me in series.
The past 4 days now, I've been to Lyndonville.
Last night I went to my Uncles, on Ryan Rd. Only to drive allllll the way to Lyndonville, I'm good.
Alrighty, that's about it.
Cassidy
bowling,
dad,
lyndonville,
family