During my senior year highschool golf season we were playing a practice round at Canterbury Woods CC in NH for our state qualifiers tournament. After starting the round with 2 birdies I played considerably good. We made it to the 6th hole a down hill par three maybe playing about 124 yards. I grabbed my 52 degree vokey wedge and aimed for the hill on the right side of the green hoping for it to kick left and leave me a couple feet from the pin. I jokingly told one of my buddies and teammates to record this cause it’s gonna go in. Little did I expect to hit it perfectly where I wanted and the ball to slowly inch toward the hole with nearly dying pace. We all were in shock as it inched closer and closer and when it finally landed we sprinted down the hole towards the green. I was the first one to hit and as the excitement died we realized we had to walk all the way back up the hill to watch my playing partners to also hit.