The Fairway First

"Oh wow!", Hilda looked at the inside of the enormous tent. All kinds of wonderful odors and sumptuous sights stirred her.

"Come one, come all!", cried one woman, "Strike the Strength Test, win a prize!"

"Hmmm, Hilda figured, the perfect way to convert my training to success.", and went to the booth.

She was behind two other women. One slammed down futilely, she couldn't even raise the weight to the first level. The woman behind her failed to even hit the mark, but her male companion fell on his giggling fellow and kissed her deeply before going away empty handed.

Hilda paid the coin necessary and hit the mark with the mallet.

The weight slammed so loudly against the bell that everyone looked.

"Holy HELL!", cried the owner.

Hilda glanced at the prizes she had her pick of.

"I'll have a lollipop, cherry please, that pink teddy bear, that suit of armor, OOOooo, the silver sword, and the boots."

The woman handed over the hoard, dumb-founded that such a strong woman existed on Earth. Uncaring of the loss, for two dozen women had already lined up behind Hilda who could certainly hardly match half of her.