Another high school story… I used to hang out with Brent a lot in high school (and in college). Friends of Clint these days might know him as “Mark’s older brother”, but back then Mark was simply “Brent‘s younger brother”. I’ve never met a pair of siblings I’ve hung out with more in my life.
I used to enjoy playing darts — I put dartboards on my door. When I wasn’t throwing knives into my door, or playing guitar, I was throwing darts into my dartboard.
Brent and I invented a game that we called “Speed Darts”. You see, in order to alleviate the boredom of being a highschooler, one must increase risk.
Here’s how you play: You throw a dart (or 2), then the second you are done throwing it, you go and pull the dart out of the dartboard, while the next player throws his dart (or 2).
Then, the 2nd player retrieves his dart(s), while you run back and throw your dart(s).
Basically, you are running up to a dart board and pulling a dart out WHILE darts are being thrown at the same board.
And how exciting and paranoid of a game this was!
I never got darted, but I did eventually dart Brent. Twice.
Though I think one of the two times I darted him may have been in my front yard, and not related to the game.
Music: Treblinka – Mould In Hell