Well... In my other post about gun shows I moaned about needing a ccw to buy a gun around here any more. Dug out my old course certification and its dated 1996...
Figured I'd need to do the course again and I ought to practice before trying to qualify after so long. So I loaded up the car. I mean really loaded it. They charge a flat fee on the range so I was gonna get the most BANG for my buck.
This range fortunately doesn't force you to use their ammo which was exactly twice the price for crap reloads as the factory stuff I got during the weekend. Good thing cause I got in a groove and didn't let up til every round I had was spent...
I was shocked at how it all came back so quick. Even my pocket 380 was laying em all in black. 38 was dead on as ever and my new 45 surprised the hell out of me by also sending them bowling balls right where I told em to go.
Seems every time I go in there I get some guy next to me with a nine that loves to rapid fire 15 shot clips and send his brass over the top of the divider on top of me...Ahh, but I am the Deep and have the "cure" on standby. The hand toys get put away and the ol '06 comes out. You'ld think they'ld know what comming when they see a target sent to the far end. Some how they don't and when I let that big dog start barkin inside, the response is usually the same "What the f*** was that!?!"
I added the 12 and 20 guages to the blamfest and before you knew it I was out of bullets. Refreshed and a whole new person. Theres something theraputic about the smell of powder and that thump you get each time you squeeze the trigger.![]()


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