Pete that is not as crazy as it may sound. For years, I sponsored a primitive archery contest at the BC Rendezvous, and gave away a dozen hand made primitive arrows with stone points hand knapped my yours truly, hand split wild turkey feathers and sinew lashings. I gave 1st, 2nd, and third in three divisions based on gender and age, and I gave a arrow to the worst score and the median score. Sometimes I gave an arrow to the prettiest woman or the person who travelled the furthest. No one can say I will ever die of mad cow's disease, 'cause I'm a pig!
I think we gave up on giving prizes at these monthly postal matches, because of the burden of the cost of shipping. So no more BMW's or Lexis's.