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Softballs Might Be Bigger, But Golfers Have Better Aim

Dear whomever was hitting (or shooting) GOLFBALLS off your roof,

Thank you for pelting me in the head. I know it's highly improbable that it would actually find its way into my car on the freeway through the partially lowered window at 11:30pm on a weeknight, but clearly, you didn't realize you were dealing with the luckiest unlucky person in existence.

I'd like to return your golfball. Call me. I just want to talk, honest.

--> Target

P.S. I'm really not that bitter. It does make for a good story. If not only because I survived it without breaking the window or flipping my car up the exit ramp. Seriously!

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