Back in high school. a group of us was ice skating on a pond in a brushy area by the local river. A bullet sailed directly over our heads, maybe 20 to 30' up, as a guess. It wasn't moving very fast and we didn't hear a shot so I assumed it was from a .22. It sure got our attention and we did a lot of yelling. Minutes later, we heard a car drive off.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.