41 shots, the first 6 are circled in yellow, at 8 yards. A few magazines at the head at 8 yards. The rest at the chest at 25 yards. No malfunctions of any kind.
Similar to my usual recent flaws. Up and right flinch.
Shot kinda fast as with the black the silhouette there is less temptation to 'prairie dog'. Shoot, look at where you hit, shoot, look at where you hit. Instead it is front site, bang... hey, there is the front site again might as well.. bang.
More confidence that I can reliably hit center mass at 25 yards. Don't laugh, I wasn't anywhere close to reliable for YEARS. Might as well get a big old front sight back then, I wasn't gonna try to hit things more than 30 feet away, with a pistol, even if they were shooting back.
775 rounds through this pistol. Not one issue. Zero. Pile of parts. Filed on them parts. Dremelled them parts. Assembled them parts. Dead reliable from the word go. A well running 1911 is a joy, isn't it? Even better when it is your hands that did it.
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