Yep, busted (deliberately) on 178. I had to go for it. Russ Bray didn't say a dickie bird. He couldn't. (I always have the volume turned down when playing.)
Next throw, first two darts . . . T60, T60 . . . decisions, decisions . . . shit, a S20. Of course I went for another busted 180. That S20 was a misplaced dart.
Dear reader, I still won the leg. I love a happy ending.
71/50
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