"I've never used an axe so I could not adequately compare," Winston admitted, unable to help laughing in amusement. In his life, whenever he went near a sharp object, someone tended to take it from him. He had no idea why. "But from the look of it, about the same but a little more... like this," he said, moving the older mans hand a little so that it was a little more angled. "The stone needs to hit the lake at a certain angle for the best skips."