A loud crack rang across the Welkins. "A fine shot, sir. I'd wager he's 14 points at least!"
"16," ilikeaces smirked cooly as he passed his high powered rifle to the club's complimentary gun-steward, "16 points."
Perched high atop his Ivory Tower, ilikeaces86 had every advantage over his mark. It was as easy as it was satisfying, he knew.