I was driving to work today past Hollingbury golf course high on the hills to the north of Brighton. As I neared the short par-four 14th I saw an elderly guy on the tee ahead of me.
The road runs right alongside the hole and there’s been many a time in the past when I’ve carved one into the oncoming traffic and nearly killed some young family in a Mondeo.
Anyway, the old chap took an almighty swing at his ball and proceeded to slice a low bullet of a shot out of bounds and right towards my car.
Fearing the worst I veered to the left but I couldn’t avoid the exocet heading my way. Before I knew it, the ball had smacked into my wheel, smashed off my hub cap and, get this, bounced back into play.
As I pulled over to check the damage (only a small dent), the bloke apologised and then, amazingly, chipped up to about two feet.
I didn’t stick around to see if he made his birdie but if he did he owes me big time. Not the car in question.Words by Gavin Newsham Pictures by Sifaeli Tesha