Like I'm shootin' solo 9-ball to the sounds of 'Copters ' Payin' The Dues, the 'Head's Overkill and Acee Dee Cee's Let There Be Rock. Actually. I once ran a game of eights with the Jake Super Starr to the strains of Sugar Shack's 5 Weeks Ahead Of My Time damn near five years back in time. Even if you're playing call-shot, this one's right on target with minimal chalk residue.
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