Stopped by the range today and ran into an old guy with hair hanging out of his hat and a beard covering the top half of his chest. He said "get your fukin rifle and get after it". He has names for all the targets, Hillary is a piece of pipe hanging on a tripod that rings like no other. George Soros is a plate that the old foul hippie hangs a 2 litre bottle on and calls it George's heart. He tells me to ring Hillary, I oblige. He says shoot ol George in the heart! So I proceed to miss a few times. "Well fuck, let me give it a go" he says. He lets a few go and we start bs'sing bout life. A few minutes later we look down range and the bottle is empty!
I hope when I am that age I can put em down range like that. Oh ya, this all happens on the 1000 yard line.
I had to learn a whole new language to shoot with this guy but it was alot of fun.
Thanks Mike!
I hope when I am that age I can put em down range like that. Oh ya, this all happens on the 1000 yard line.
I had to learn a whole new language to shoot with this guy but it was alot of fun.
Thanks Mike!