Wednesday, June 9, 2010

After Skeet

After skeet shooting, where I had that issue with the bolt sticking forward and not ejecting the spent shell, we did some pistol practice, and I had my snubbie in my pocket all day...


I might as well.

I was in Virginia, after all. A civilized state with regards to personal defense.

Here are the targets:


Half normal low and right, half tighter low and right. I prefer tighter. But I am going on the assumption that more DA work should translate to better SA work. Practice practice.

(Oh and mom sent me a Boy Scout quilted bed spread. Yes, I was an Eagle Scout. A member of an elite paramilitary organization. Good thing my father isn't the town mayor. With a shepherd such as him...)


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