WDCR Solo Nats: Fun filled day before the Nationals

First of all, due to the overwhelming request of Johnny V's picture; for a limited time only, we are offering a 8x10 glassy of "Johnny Gone Solo" for a discounted price of $50. Here is a sample picture for your enjoyment:

Today is really the beginning of the Solo Nationals week. This morning we were greeted by the new arrivals of Shawn, Chike, and Eric K. And if Justin and Edwin made it thru the corn fields of Iowa, we should see both of them bright and early tomorrow, and Mike Neary will make his rock star like appearance at 4pm via a Learjet.

Here are a summary of highlights today:

Courses are opened for walking. Most of the Thursday and Friday runners only walked one side of the course because they just can't remember much after 55 seconds on the course.
Tuesday and Wednesday competitors are walking the courses like mad men. They also spent hundreds of dollars on the practice course like they are in Las Vegas. Personally I think $10 plus for a 40 second run is kind of pricy, but at least no shagging cones is required.
Bread stick and sauce are only 1 dollar; best deal in town.
I bought all the 2 stroke motor oil for $8.19 a bottle on site, and I am selling them for $16 per bottle.
All the guys on the practice course forgot they were there to practice. They are all drooling over a F430 Ferrari with all carbon fiber stuff knocking over cones for some reason. This week I learned a new fact - When a Ferrari talks (exhaust note), people listen and don't mind how loud it is ever.
Disc/Frisbee golf is a dangeous sport. Brian Burdette almost committed homicide on course; Mike Stanley almost didn't live to see the age of 25; Mike Kline is now claiming disability insurance; Greg almost chop somebody's head off from 1/2 mile away, and Johnny V doesn't know how to climb trees.
The Museum of American Speed is a really cool place. If you ever wonder who is the person that won because he has all the toys a man can have, that would be Mr. Bill Smith. He is one cool dude.

The much anticipated Frisbee golf tournament took place today at 1pm. Here is the copy of the score card:

John 3. 3. 5 4. 4. 4. 4. 3. 3. 4. 4. 3. 4. 5. 3. 4 4. 4 = 68

Kline 5. 4. 4. 3. 5. 6. 5. 3. 3. 4. 4. 3 x. x. x, x. x. x = 49

Stanley 3. 3. 5. 3. 4 4. 3. 3. 3. 4. 4. 3. 4. 3. 3. 4. 4. 3 = 63

Greg 2. 3. 4. 2. 4. 3. 3. 4. 2. 3. 3. 4 4. 4. 3. 3. 3. 4 = 58

Brian 4. 5. 8. 5. 6. 6. 4. 4. 3. 6. 3. 4. 6. 5. 5. 5. 4. 4 = 89

Dk 4. 4. 5. 3. 6. 6. 6. 4. 3. 4. 5. 5. 5. 4. 4. 5. 5. 3 = 82

Par 2. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3 = 53

The overall winner was Mike Kline with a total score of 49, but he was protested by Greg because Kline stopped at hole number 13 claiming shoulder injury. I found out the only thing I might be able to do better than Brian Burdette is Frisbee golf, and when Brian gets mad he likes to throw Mike Stanley in the creek. John V likes to park his Frisbee on the top of the trees, and Greg throws a frisbee longer than Tiger Woods hitting a golf ball, which made me feel very inadequate.