Gandalf beat me last time we threw stones at stuff. Although characteristically (of all people who have ever at any point "beaten" me at anything) he did suddenly become tired as my score began to catch up with his. Some might claim that this is due to my infuriating tenacity/bad sportsmanship. I, however, attribute it to my champion attitude and superior powers of psychological endurance.
But now I have a new technique. It is a secret (except to Gandalf, annoyingly, as I've explained it to him), which I will expose to you, my legions of followers, once I have slain Gandalf with a rematch. The rematch will be filmed and posted here.
All that is left is for Gandalf to step up to the plate.
Also, I will hopefully soon be uninjured enough to adventure some more. If not, I vow to sleep in a park in South East London in February and give you a write up.
Read this (particularly the hitchiking section) and listen to these...