It's seen for what it is now; it's no longer overlooked. That Sunday was special. It was the low score of the weekend, playing on concrete, practically, I think I only hit about three poor shots, but I don't think I hit a shot all day that at least didn't go in the direction I was aiming. It was a rare day.
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