Tank busters

After a long day of working from home while looking after sick people I thought it would be good to clear my head for an hour and a half and head to the archery club. I have recently completed the beginner's course (thought it wise after a hiatus of 32 years...) and I can now go any Thursday night to shoot some arrows. 
One of the guys was showing us his set of arrows, handmade in Ukraine, with real feathers. 
I thought it was a sad yet topical reminder that they are indeed in need of projectiles. But preferably of the variety that can be fired from miles away and that will pierce armour...