It was a warm, overcast winter day in SE North Carolina, playing with two friends. I flighted the ball to the right of the pin (luck was on my side), it bounced twice, started to roll downhill, struck the pin and disappeared. It took about two second, then it registered and we all started jumping up and down, then John says to me, "Taylor, it's good thing the ball went in, or you would have had a 15 footer coming back." We all had a good laugh and a few drinks afterwards.