On Friday night we decided to sign up (with a little coaxing from my dad) for the GPS Adventure game. My father signed himself, my mother, Bryan and I up on a team. We were determined to kick butt and win so we all agreed to wear shorts and tennis shoes and be ready to run.
On Saturday afternoon before the game began other couples from our group came to play. So, of course I had to start talking smack and let them know that we were going to spank them. Little did I know that the night before they had signed up to be on our team. So, I had only one thing left to do, become the team captain.
Our team of 7 worked well together to quickly find all the clues. Once we got within 50 feet of the clues my dad was amazing at finding where they were hidden. It was like he had a homing beacon for the things. To put it mildly, we beat all the other teams. I felt a little bad when 30 minutes later we were riding around and saw another team still looking for clues. Guess they signed up on the wrong team.
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