Be ready for the worst read of your life... Your welcome!
So the weekend rolls around and I finally got my scope back from Bushnell. I say finally, it only took them 10 days total to fix the parallax and return it on my HDMR. Pretty darn good for Bushnell. So I get out to the range and Get my gun bore sighted the ole' fashion way, looking down the tube. After 3 Shots, total I'm zero'ed at 100. Time to take this bastard to the 300 yard range and see what kinda velocity I'm getting out of this new SWA 175gr stuff. Well smacked the shit outta some 6" swinger down at 300 and figured I was getting somewhere right around 2650-2670 outta my 23" Brux 1-10 with an AAC 762-SD suppressor. All you guys know the looks you get at the range when someones never seen/heard a real suppressor. Good times, had about 4 guys just watching, after I just banged that steel 9 times in a row, hell only brought 10 rounds up there with me. The first one was a sighter. So that was my Friday afternoon, Saturday rolls around I wake up get all my stuff ready to go and my mentor/teacher dude/awesome guy that lets me shoot his rifles, his ammo and still allows me at his range and gives me free instruction gives me a call and says lets hold off today its supposed to rain... well go fuckin figure oklahoma weather strikes again and its just beautiful all damn day long. No worries though cause I've got plans to shoot Sunday, you guys know what I am talking about Sunday Funday!!! We'll heres where the fun kicked in, I called up a buddy who invited me out to his property to let me shoot out there and he says come on out, well friend of mine hit me up almost right after I got the text saying I could come out and he wanted to do some shooting... This buddy of mine didn't just want to do any type of shooting he wanted to take his .50 bmg out and play. This is the first time I've shot a 50 since the old M82 days, how I miss those days. So of course I give my buddy a call and he says (exact words)... FUCK yes get that fucker out here. or something like that.
I'm done typing here are some lame ass pictures. Enjoy
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pictures
cut a damn t post in half after it went through the mild steel we had.
Iphone cameraman!
Some of the rifle that were brought besides the 50... Mine is the one with the suppressor. All 308's except the blue laminate one its a 30-06
And to all you bastards that are sitting there thinking "was there adequate backstops..." and other safety concerns all precautions were taken and all was good to go. Well except for the grandma that decided she and her grandchildren wanted to go pick some damn nut or something off in the yander... They knew we were shooting and literately just drove right behind one of our targets like we weren't even there. Mind you this is in the middle of nowhere... douches... O and most of the dents in the steel (mild steel) are from a 300 ultra mag at about 300 yards, some are 308 from 100-300 yards. All the 50 shooting was done at 100, Of the 3 shots I took I split a t-post, and put 2 660 gr pills stacked right on top of each other. Can't complain with that.
One hell of a weekend, now of this coming weekend, hello hug hunt and more shooting.
So the weekend rolls around and I finally got my scope back from Bushnell. I say finally, it only took them 10 days total to fix the parallax and return it on my HDMR. Pretty darn good for Bushnell. So I get out to the range and Get my gun bore sighted the ole' fashion way, looking down the tube. After 3 Shots, total I'm zero'ed at 100. Time to take this bastard to the 300 yard range and see what kinda velocity I'm getting out of this new SWA 175gr stuff. Well smacked the shit outta some 6" swinger down at 300 and figured I was getting somewhere right around 2650-2670 outta my 23" Brux 1-10 with an AAC 762-SD suppressor. All you guys know the looks you get at the range when someones never seen/heard a real suppressor. Good times, had about 4 guys just watching, after I just banged that steel 9 times in a row, hell only brought 10 rounds up there with me. The first one was a sighter. So that was my Friday afternoon, Saturday rolls around I wake up get all my stuff ready to go and my mentor/teacher dude/awesome guy that lets me shoot his rifles, his ammo and still allows me at his range and gives me free instruction gives me a call and says lets hold off today its supposed to rain... well go fuckin figure oklahoma weather strikes again and its just beautiful all damn day long. No worries though cause I've got plans to shoot Sunday, you guys know what I am talking about Sunday Funday!!! We'll heres where the fun kicked in, I called up a buddy who invited me out to his property to let me shoot out there and he says come on out, well friend of mine hit me up almost right after I got the text saying I could come out and he wanted to do some shooting... This buddy of mine didn't just want to do any type of shooting he wanted to take his .50 bmg out and play. This is the first time I've shot a 50 since the old M82 days, how I miss those days. So of course I give my buddy a call and he says (exact words)... FUCK yes get that fucker out here. or something like that.
I'm done typing here are some lame ass pictures. Enjoy
video
pictures
cut a damn t post in half after it went through the mild steel we had.Iphone cameraman!
Some of the rifle that were brought besides the 50... Mine is the one with the suppressor. All 308's except the blue laminate one its a 30-06
And to all you bastards that are sitting there thinking "was there adequate backstops..." and other safety concerns all precautions were taken and all was good to go. Well except for the grandma that decided she and her grandchildren wanted to go pick some damn nut or something off in the yander... They knew we were shooting and literately just drove right behind one of our targets like we weren't even there. Mind you this is in the middle of nowhere... douches... O and most of the dents in the steel (mild steel) are from a 300 ultra mag at about 300 yards, some are 308 from 100-300 yards. All the 50 shooting was done at 100, Of the 3 shots I took I split a t-post, and put 2 660 gr pills stacked right on top of each other. Can't complain with that.
One hell of a weekend, now of this coming weekend, hello hug hunt and more shooting.
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