Went to the range with Mr. B, Og, and Partner yesterday. Spent quite a bit of time poking holes in paper with my Beretta .22 at 25 yards. Managed to keep just about everything in the black, which I thought was pretty good considering there was a fairly strong breeze yesterday (Og said it was the perfect excuse should any of us have an off day). I got to shoot Og’s .380 (I told him I’d take REAL good care of it if he wanted to loan it to me for a year or so but just got a look and a shake of the head)–very nice and hardly any kick.
Once we switched to the bowling pin range, the fun really started. I like decimating targets but there’s just something viscerally satisfying about having something go plunk when you shoot it. I was 5 for 5 or 6 to 5 in knocking the pins down but just couldn’t get them off the table even when shooting Mr. B’s .45 (Para 1911, also very nice). I don’t even try my Taurus Millennium Pro at the bowling pin range since it’s a double-action and I just can’t fire quickly enough with the long trigger pull.
All told, it was a fantastic day to be outside and the only reason we left was that we were out of ammo, and that’s pretty cool.
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