My philosophy on killing cones is if you know you're gonna hit the poor bastards just hit them with all you got. Show no mercy because they sure ain't my friends. h:

I felt this strange happy feeling when I nailed the cones on my last run at Grantville this past Sunday. It was "Woo hoo I showed them who is boss." But then I suddenly remembered that little voice that said "If you hit the timing light you buy it." So my next reaction was "Oh crap... look at the stopper is he happy... yes he is... so the timing light is safe." h: