RIP Sam Ruff aka "Sir James Poopnose IV"

I knew this would be a challenge. I rushed out of school early hoping to beat my target to his dwelling. Little did I know my target was already home and was keeping an eye out for me. I arrived and began to scope out the place, shrugging off the nagging feeling that I wasn't alone. I settled under a shady pine and kept my eyes peeled. Then I waited. It seemed like hours, and I was just starting to wonder if my target wasn't going to show up, when suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. I turned and drew my bow and fired, the arrow narrowly missed my target, and he fired a shot at me. I ducked down and avoided the shot and pursued my target towards his backyard. He fired one more shot and then broke into a sprint, and I fired three at his back and the third caught him right in the spine. Ahhh I love a good chase. RIP my friend, you put up a damn good fight. -G