Old freind thats passed away now--Berkley Whitlow--I'd been working hard with my sales and running all over the East Coast--was back home and he caught a flashback and beat me a session race to 11...next day I came in he just looked and glared at me--the beating you took yesterday is coming back again today--I broke and ran 7 racks on a tight Kim Steel table --he grabed the rack on the 8th game and racked all 15 up there--the games One Pocket and your not running out against me anymore---The whole room just howelled