My name is Eleanor. And I don't fit into your stereotypes. A brunette with tattoos who tell my story better than any diary, and a piercing that drives some crazy and annoys others. But I do not care about the second. Shooting is my way of meditation. In the dash I feel free. Each shot is an exhalation, every target is a question that I already have an answer to. People think shooting is about aggression. And for me - about control. Each trigger descent is a solution. Each bullet is a thought that I release into the world. Cuba is my place of power. Where rum pours the river, and music penetrates the soul, I feel alive. But even there, under the palm trees, I do not stop thinking about the clinic that I will open one day. Your place. Their own rules. Where the sea kisses the sand, and Rom burns his throat, I will once buy a quiet house. And I will drink coffee. Without sugar.