I've never broken 80. I've scored the odd 81, 82, or 83. I've scored a 40 on 9 holes once. Today, it was... Out: 35 (11 putts) In: 46 (20 putts) As much as I want to complain about that +10 back nine, I just can't get over how amazing that front nine (actually, through #11) felt. I felt like a pro. It felt so easy. I couldn't miss. I now know for sure that "it" is in me. I can't wait to get out again.