… from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that I have met The Artist Occasionally Known As H on the time-honored battlefield of tiles and squares, of letters and words. One against the other did we rail, offering volleys of Double-Letter Scores and Triple-Word Scores, until the dust settled and the tally was revealed.
I was sure I had him on the run, so I kept my higher flying letters in reserve for a final trouncing blow … but that opportunity never came and the final exchange left me with only the uneasy company that mercenary duo: Mr Q & Mr Z. With nothing to sieze on the board, those two turned traitor and joined forces with an incredibly potent two-letter Triple-Word to seal my fate and doom.
His 265 to my 234.
