Then it's my turn. I hit the car (which was parked some 10 feet behind the board). I hit my husband's head. I nailed a tree- 25 feet to the left. And two bags landed 2 inches in front of my shoes. Which, yes, were on my feet. Basically, I got those little sacks of beans all over our campsite AND the neighbors! In fact, they stopped playing guitar and signing in order stare, mouths agape at my bean sack tossing prowess.