I had one when I was younger, it was a par 4. I hit my tee shot down the cart path for a total of about 310 yards. The next shot was on a highly elevated green. Could barely see the flagstick. I hit PW (I was 13/14 at the time) and I knew I was at least putting for bird. My Dad and I drove up to the green and didn't see a ball up there. So I looked passed the green, didn't see anything. So then my heart started pumping, and I went towards a hole, peeked in, and it was there. I yelped, it was great. I could holes later I got a birdie too, on a par 3, sinking a 20 footer. Good times