Twice in one set of five arrows.
Take that, chunk of wood!
There is no feeling like having old men who were entirely skeptical about your existence and asked "did he hit one?" be told, by other, more optimistic old men "he hit two" and thinking maybe you actually belong on the shooting line.
Poem (you can't use random words and horrid grammar in conversation, but there's one place it's welcome):
Critical Korea Studies Meetup This Saturday!
4 days ago