I always loved playing darts. Everything about it; the feel of tungsten in my grip, chalk dust wiped onto my trousers, the sound of clipping the metal separators around a triple twenty.

I bought some new darts recently. A completely wanton purchase I’ll admit, but then I had been playing with only one for the past year, having lost the other two either out of the window or under something that I have still yet to check. Dart is still a great game though. It boils the game down to its barest essentials and makes the amount subtraction a lot easier to handle. I was great at dart.