Holy CRAP!
Well, today was a good day at the range to put it mildly. First of all, the weather was perfect.
There were three other gentlemen on the line. One was decked head to toe in 5.11 shooting a brand new M14... scoped. The second was switching back and forth between ARs and some kind of generic Remington 700. Then there was a retired gentleman, former Army, former Wildcatter, another scoped M14, all synthetic. When I went to retrieve my target, they came downrange to check theirs as well.
The wildcatter (who wanted to take a few shots at my sighting target; I gladly let him!) walks over to my target and exclaims, "100 yards with irons? I like the sh$t outta that!" He asked me what I did for a living, I told him I was a research scientist over at the university. He said "get the hell outta here, really?? Where'd you learn how to shoot?" I told him
Naturally, after that, the other two gentlemen got curious and came over... they didn't say anything. Heheh.
11 shots, 100 yards, slinged up, elbows to the bench.