Those days were nuts....more chances.
Watched a round miss the hole and bounce downhill crossing a two lane road into the rough. Nauseating.
Heard of the one bounced the road and crashed through the church doors and stopped at the pulpit.
Watched my buddy push one off the stick.....side bounced, picked up speed missed the propane feed by a foot and then busted the garage side door open, rolling between the cars, sounding the house alarm all across the neighborhood....of course the neighbors were at work...bells ringing forever. I was so grateful that it wasn't me. Laugh now.
Oh the stories of the tree chunk....lol.