I went paintballing with my sons yesterday. All together there were 13 people in our group. 12 people in our group were 31 or younger. Of course, we just joined in the 'open games' and became part of a larger group, but our group stayed intact.
Anyway, I was the oldest. And the slowest. And a lot of those trees were really too small to hide behind. But. These people who play these games are VERY aggressive. When you have 30 people on a team that don't know each other, when there's no order, discipline or control, they become a mob. A group with a plan will defeat a mob, every single time. Heh, heh. And we did.
I should be a General or something.
No time today. Have to run.
Tomorrow is Part 9 of David's story.