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[memilanuk]

A while back (2008) I went to my second FCNC match, in Lodi WI. Back then, FCNC was 600 & 1000yds, but Lodi had a firing line back @ 1200yds, so they had an extra 'side' match for those who wanted to (pretty much everyone). Keep in mind... this was back in the days of 155gn bullets @ 3000 fps for F/TR, the old NF 12-42x BR scopes, Harris bipods / squeeze bags and the hey-day of Savage target rifles.

I'd done some last minute fiddling with my scope zero before leaving home in central WA, with a mind towards the extra elevation I'd need for 1200 yds (best guess 41-42 moa). Whatever calculations I'd done, didn't translate to how I zeroed the scope. When my relay laid down to shoot @ 1200, I turned the knob from ~30 moa... and my stomach dropped when it stopped suddenly at about 37. Crap, crap CRAP. I looked down range, and there were these big honkin' number boards in the impact area behind the targets. Lots of holes and other stuff in them. I did some quick mental math... from the center of the target to the edge of the frame... about 3-ish moa... looks like about the same amount from there to the bottom of the number boards... then about that amount combined from the bottom of the number board to the middle of the big number '21' (10 ft tall number boards). So I put the gun back to my 1k zero, aimed in the middle of the number board, and asked my scorer to watch for impact - I honestly wasn't sure where I was going to hit - and sent it.

Target promptly went down, and came back up marked a '10'. Hot damn. I had 'unlimited' sighters, so I poked a few more down there, 10, X, 9, 10... and realized that by aiming at the number board, I never actually lost my aiming point like when usual when the target was pulled and marked. I could literally see the target coming up, shift my aim point, and send it before it got all the way up - shortcutting the time loop a fair bit (took something like 3 seconds for the shot to get to the target). I looked at my scorer, told him I was going for record, and to try to keep up

I proceeded to just send the rounds as fast as the target puller could keep up. 10, X, 8, 10, 9, 6 (whoops, missed the wind shift), 10, X, 9, 10... then the target went down, and stayed down. And stayed down. In my head, I'm cursing a blue streak. I'm *sure* that my brilliant tactic just backfired, and I missed a wind shift - and the target. Then, finally... the target comes back up - another 10. Suspiciously close to the last one. Huh. I counted my blessings, and proceeded to rip out the rest of the string (15 for record). I was definitely the first one done, by quite a margin, courtesy of the 'belt-fed Savage'

After our relays were done, we got ready to go down and take our turn pulling and marking targets for the other groups. Lodi had this old school bus they used to haul the shooters back and forth. The other group got off, we got on, and were waiting to head out, when someone comes back on the bus and calls out "Who was on target 21, relay #2?" Uh-oh. I figured someone wasn't happy about me running their a$$ off shooting that fast, but oh well.

Instead... the guy hands me a perfect cherry-condition spotter disk... with a bullet hole right through the dead center where the spindle should be. Turns out that was what the delay on that one shot was - I literally punched the shot right through the spindle that was in the bullet hole from the previous shot. Which, as it turns out, is pretty rough on the target face and it took them a bit to patch/repair and get it back up in the air.

I still have the award plaque for '1st Place FTR @ 1200yds' somewhere in the shop - and much more valuable to me, that perfect spotter with one .30 cal hole punched right through the spot for the spindle. One of those shots I couldn't do it again on a bet... but I did it *once*, with witnesses

 

[Hotcoffee4all]

I have been chasing accurate DOPE since I began my PRS journey in February of this year. Finally at a match at Alabama Precision I found it. I RO'd the match and was a allowed a train-up day for free. I was shooting the remaining factory 144 Berger LRHT's I had left. I was able to get a pro to spot me on the 1000+ yard IPSC targets range. Got it centered up and MV calculated. Walked it back and out again. Perfection!
I go to finish off the rounds at the Alpha range at a prone platform position and shoot a diamond plate rack at 630 yards I believe. I joined another shooter that was already down on the platform to my right. He was an assuming guy. Real gent. We had talked with a vendor rep a few minutes before where I got to sound like an expert because she wanted to know out match process at stages. I get down on the platform. I peeled off a few shots on the largest target. Dead center! He took a couple too. He complimented my shooting. I got cocky and started to knock em' dead center of the smallest diamond on the rack. Maybe 3 inches. I can't be sure but it was tiny! Feeling it! I went in how great my ammo was, and how it defeats the wind, and so on and so on.
I decide to ping another shot on the smallest target and bam! Perfect again! I turn to my right and introduce myself to the young man like I was the senior guy. Mind you, I just got DOPE for the first time, never placed at a match and frankly still am a bonafide rookie! He kindly says his name was Ben. It clicked in my head at that moment that I was at a national 2-day match and this guy more than likely was a pro. Within a second or two, it hit me!
I had been "big-timing" Ben Gosset! It was a mix of surprise, embarrassment and humility all in one moment. He did not get offended and could not have been a cooler dude about it. That's the shot I remember...The one where I thought I was baddest,. most best out-shootenest hombre on the range! While popping off to a PRS, AG Cup, world champion!
The 630 yard, smallest diamond shot lesson on don't judge a book by it's cover...especially when you haven't written your first chapter on your own!

 

[vaguru]

While woodchuck hunting with 3 other guys one day this happened. One of the guys used a Ruger M77 in .220 Swift, another a .257 Weatherby, the third a Remington 40X in 6mm, all scoped rifles. I had brought my S&W Model 53 in .22 Jet, a revolver with standard iron sights. As we were going from field to field they took turns shooting at woodchucks from anywhere between 100-300+ yds. They were having trouble connecting with their shots, none connecting 100%, especially the owner of the 40X. I wasn't allowed to shoot anything over 50 yds, and we just didn't see any that close.

Driving to a place to check rifle zeros, I spotted one standing up on a rise in a field about what I guessed was 600 yds away. Driver stopped the car and 3 of us jumped out of the car. I ran across the road and laid down prone in the cut hay field and held the front sight high in the rear notch and fired. The woodchuck fell over! I walked out to pick him up and held him for the others to see. It was definitely close to 600 yds determined by my walk out and back.

Upon returning to the car, no one said a thing. We drove back to the house for lunch and the others decided it was too hot to hunt the afternoon.

The next day at the local gun shop news about my shot had beat me there. I was greeted with a new nickname, "Elmer Keith"!

 

[rm76]

This may not be impressive to most on here, but for my first long range (actually more like mid range) kill was taken with a newly built 6.5x284 using a 140 Berger. Took a large doe at 343 yards that was slowly feeding towards me. Placed the shot right on the X, a cross between eyes and ear base.

 

[Wonko_The_Sane]

It's not the most remarkable shot in the standard sense. It was only into a dirt pile about 20 yards away. But what made it such a monumental moment for me, was that it was the very first shot from a rifle I had designed from the ground up, and built fully by myself. It didn't blow up. About 150 shots later, it still hasn't blown up. I'm quite happy with the not blowing up part.

 

[acpchuck]

20+ years ago I bought a used Ruger VT M77 in 223 that had a 6-18x Burris scope. Wasn't reloading for that caliber yet so bought some white box Winchester 223 with a 40 grain bullet. Sighting it at the range with my oldest son and was impressed by how well it was shooting. Son had setup some 20 oz bottles at 100 yards. Told him I was going to shoot the lid off a bottle. Shot, the lid was gone and the bottle was laying with the opening facing me. Told him I was going to put a bullet through the opening and out the bottom. Shot and the bottle moved. We went down range and sure enough there was an exit hole in the bottom of the bottle.

With help from my 3 sons, we have put about 5k rounds through that gun, primarily shooting P-dog. Barrel is about shot out now and needs replaced so winning a new barrel would be terrific.

 

[LuvDog]

I bought a bunch of these battleship targets to shoot with my son

The last time we went to the range together, He had his CZ457 and I took my Vudoo. I grabbed some SK ammo.
I had never shot SK from my Vudoo before, but I didn't feel like using up my Lapua, and his CZ shoots everything.

That day my son out shot me... not only on the battle ship targets, but also on the KYL rack that I brought with us too.

That was the first time he ever beat me shooting. While, it was humbling, it was also a very proud day for me.

 

[Maggot]

My neighbor's pit bull went nuts and mauled his wife. He's a felon and cant have guns so he asked me to put the dog down. 45 ACP base of skull, it never quivered. Made me a bit sad when he just threw it into a ditch.