I remember the silver bottle caps piled on the ground. The pitcher threw them towards the strike target while my older cousin would attempt to hit them with a broomstick. It went on for hours and I remember the street ended all covered up with sparkles of Coca Cola, Sprite, and Fanta. At the time I didn't get it, it was very difficult to actually hit a flying disc. But now I do: my cousin, who went on to play baseball with the national team, was setting up his very own simulator.
No. 2 — Simulators
No. 2 — Simulators
No. 2 — Simulators
I remember the silver bottle caps piled on the ground. The pitcher threw them towards the strike target while my older cousin would attempt to hit them with a broomstick. It went on for hours and I remember the street ended all covered up with sparkles of Coca Cola, Sprite, and Fanta. At the time I didn't get it, it was very difficult to actually hit a flying disc. But now I do: my cousin, who went on to play baseball with the national team, was setting up his very own simulator.