Tippedwing
| Introduction | "....around 5am, when the sun is just about to come up over the horizon, the duck calls falling over the icy blue waters and the dog leaning towards his hope of duty, you can see off in the distance, a glimmer of shining feathers, and hopes build that the leader will bring TIPPEDWING towards your decoys, an area to pitch, with your eyes and ears ready, your muscles clinched to quickly respond with the fateful shot of steel....." |
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