I've had the duty of scoring for girls' high school golf meets a few times in the past (as a sort of quasi assistant coach), and I recall a meet a year ago in which a girl in another group shot something in the 150's for 9-holes, with a 32 on one hole. One of my team's girls was playing with her and said that she had yelled out her score on each shot. In other words, she'd top it a few feet down the fairway, proclaim "14," and then do it again. The entire round.
Another time at a conference final, I was scoring for the 5th seed girls (18 holes this time). They were all having fun with it and not too concerned with the competitive aspect, although they were playing a very tough course with rows of tall pines lining each fairway. On one of the more difficult holes, one girl had hit a couple of mediocre shots and had kept it in play pretty well. On her fourth swing, from a little over 100 yards, she made miraculous contact, and we all watched as it skidded up onto the green and curled to the left, falling dead into the cup. She and the rest of the group were so excited they didn't know what to do or how to react, we all just laughed and high-fived the rest of the way.
I can't remember now if any of them broke 150, but they all had a blast and I'll probably always remember the lone par.