I don't any more. Recently I was over at a buddy's house knockin' back jack daniels. About 4 in the morning I found my friends sling shot. I decide to go ahead and scale the wall of his apartment complex with the sling shot in one hand and a bucket of golf balls in the other. I'm up there completely $hit housed hitting houses/cars/etc. that are about 3 blocks away and laughing my a$$ off. My last shot was a miss fire--I slipped sending the ball about 50 yards. The ball ricocheted off a passing cop car and shattered a giant bakery window. Needless to say I was a drunken sitting duck and was arrested. I don't like sling shots anymore.