One outed years ago at my old club. He'd regularly play with two old guys, rather slow on their pins and short hitters. He'd often blast it off line but by the time the old boys had played their second and got up to where the guy was in the trees, he'd always seemed to have found it and always had a perfect lie and room to swing. Rumours abounded and in the end the captain followed from a distance and watched him simply drop another ball safe in the knowledge the old boys would never be any the wiser. Never seen at the club once it became common knowledge