Showing posts with label Russ Bray Dart App. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Russ Bray Dart App. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 06, 2024

14 Darts

According to a significant section of the political chattering class, a fascist is back in the White House. 

I don't buy it myself. Trump will always fall into the category of a klepto-capitalist, who is just in the job to enrich himself, to avoid jail and for the added shits and giggles. And enough people bought it. Never knew there were so many Shy Trump voters out there. You live and learn.

The weird thing is that I can't help feeling that - with the benefit of hindsight - the Democrats would have done better with a doddering Biden against Trump.

Okay, that's enough highfalutin political analysis. In happier personal news, I just hit a 14 darter. My best ever score in a 501 game. Okay, I'm playing a Dart App  . . .  it's not a real game . . . but I'll take it.

For the completists among you, my darts were 140, 180, 95, 30, 56. A 56 checkout in 2 darts. 

A Triple 1 instead of a Triple 18 - and it was on the bastard wire - denied me the chance to throw for a 11-darter. That would have been fucking wild.

The eagle-eyed amongst you will notice a 180 in amongst that lot. Here it is:




53/50

Thursday, October 03, 2024

An Afternoon Delight

One of those 180s where I didn't realise I was throwing for a 180. I wish they were all like that. Calms the nerves.

It was actually during a game against the Russ Bray dart app, and it was part of a 15-dart winning leg.  That might be my best ever leg.

140, 53, 65, 180, 63. (100.2 average)



42/50

Friday, May 24, 2024

"Tell me the worst, Doctor, can they be saved?"

 Shit, I was hoping to get another 10 days out of those flights. 


It's annoying 'cos those particular flights are my flights of choice as well, and I'm all out of them. I like the colour scheme. It reveals my inexplicable soft spot for the Uruguayan football team, Penarol. Why Penarol? I don't have a scooby. If pushed on the matter, I'll claim it's 'cos they were Eduardo Galeano's football team. (I have no idea. I'm bluffing.)

As I've been known to associate with people who aren't up to speed with their knowledge of South American football, they've mistaken my penchant for the flights for a secret crush on Randite Libertarian politics. Apparently those are the colours of the right-wing fucknuts otherwise known as the Libertarian Party in the US of A. I can't win . . . which ties in with my inability to win at darts against the Level 9 Russ Bray app. It's all connected people, all part of the same golden thread . . . okay, I think I have to lie down now.


***Update***

It turns out that if you change your flights it helps with your aim. Who knew? 

First three darts after replacing my flights.