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Yours truly has been playing pool for the better part of sixty years, and non-stop the last baker's dozen.  What you may not have known is that I started on a snooker table.  Dad took a position in Iran in the mid-'60s where the local golf club had a snooker room with two tables.  One look and I was hooked.  When the tables weren't in use I would try to play.  Eventually I got the hang of making shots, and memorably beat my sixth-grade pal Jerry Dudderar's Dad at a game!  (Mr Dudderar was shocked, to say the least.)  When we returned to California Dad got us an 8-foot pool table, and as they say, the rest is history.  

Until last fall, that is.  The US Snooker championship was being held in San Gabriel, about an hour and a half drive from my place.  So I went to watch the final, and got hooked again.  Of course, I had to add a snooker cue to my collection of pool cues.  

Purpleheart shaft . . . 

. . . with Kamuii supersoft tip and 11 mm titanium ferrule, white juma joint.

Pernambuco shaft . . . 

. . . similarly fitted but with a black juma joint.

Peruvian huahuoro forearm and butt, . . . 

. . . Central American bloodwood handle . . .

. . . with black and white juma rings and cap, steel pin.

What distinguishes a pool cue from a snooker cue?  The extension.

Adds six inches to the 58" cue.

Attached . . . 

. . . and ready for shots across the length of a 12' snooker table.

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