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With the clean feeling of dry shirt, fresh socks and a change of boots I sat on the petrol case and drank whiskey and water while I waited fot the Roman to come back. I felt certain I was going to have a shot at kudu and I wanted to take the edge off so I would not be nervous. Also I wanted not to catch a cold. Also I wanted the whiskey for itself, because I loved the taste of it and because, being as happy as I could be, it made me feel even better.