The round lasted 122 minutes and 21 seconds. That was their true victory. Not the score—which was astronomical, something involving a nine on a par-three and a lost ball found in a squirrel’s nest—but the time. They were the fastest foursome on the course. Not because they were good, but because they had perfected the art of the . No practice swings. No long reads on putts. Just a brisk, heads-down march to wherever their ball had last been seen, followed by a quick hack and another march.
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Leo took the card. “Same time,” he said. “We’ll get ‘em next Tuesday.” The round lasted 122 minutes and 21 seconds
122 minutes, 21 seconds of slow, sunburnt agony. They were the fastest foursome on the course
Silence. Then, Priya dropped her putter. Leo removed his hat. Sam just started laughing, a raw, wheezing sound.
Maya putted.
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