I’m not saying he steals from the rich and gives to the poor, or is a thorn in the side to the corrupt sheriff of
Nottingham, or prancing and drinking about the forest with a band of other tights wearing merry men –but he might. I mean, I’m not with the guy 24/7. So it is possible. He is merry. And he does drink a lot of beer. Hmmmm. I shall have to look into that part further.
I should say he’s not actually my brother either, but my brother-in-law. He is a very cool guy, however, he does score us the best cigarz, and I’ve never actually seen him in tights. So I promoted him.
Amongst archers (and tights wearing forest dwelling merry drunkards) that’s called a Robin Hood. And he hit it so hard it drove the first arrow in another six inches. Gotta be pretty tough on the arrow; shot through the air against it’s will at what, 200+ mph, slamming headfirst into a target, dizzy (and doubtless concussed) but after a few seconds of peace thinking it “at least it’s over” then suddenly rear-ended at the same speed so brutally it not only splits your ass like a banana peel, but the guy’s entire head is embedded with a few inches to spare. Good thing it’s not actually sentient. He’d be in arrow therapy forever.
In case you’re wondering; this is not a staged photo, nor is it photoshopped. Any experienced archer will tell you that this can and does happen, but it’s rare. It’s analogous to golf’s hole in one; rare but it happens. I’ve done a Robin Hood shot in darts, but that’s kind of like saying you got a hole in one in miniature golf. It will not be on the evening news.
But this was not the sissified version of anything. This was archery and he nailed it.
Congratulations on an amazing shot my brother.