SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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My wife and I went to the range this morning. While we were there we saw a sign announcing competition to raise money for the local animal shelter. It cost $20.00 to enter.
The idea was you had to knock down six bowling pins with six shots. You had a choice of three different handguns. Oh and the prize is a brand new Ruger Blackhawk in your choice of caliber.
Of course I entered, I like the shelter they are helping. I looked over the choice of handguns and picked one, with the provision I could test fire it first. They agreed and I loaded up and entered the range.
Everyone there was shaking their heads and laughing because I had the smallest caliber handgun in the choices. A .38. I fired the six shots slow fire and got used to the handgun. Then they put out the bowling pins while I reloaded.
Back to the line I go with everyone snickering behind me. They didn't believe I was going to even try knocking the bowling pins off the table with this little .38. (The other choices were a .357 Mag. and a .45.) After checking to make sure the lanes were clear I started firing once again. Three then four times the revolver bucked in my hand and everyone stopped snickering as the pins hit the floor. They weren't believing this. On the fifth round they just stood there staring as the pin not only went off the table but knocked the sixth one off as well. (Un planned but I was willing to take it.)
Now I have to wait until the end of the month to see if I won.
Cat
The idea was you had to knock down six bowling pins with six shots. You had a choice of three different handguns. Oh and the prize is a brand new Ruger Blackhawk in your choice of caliber.
Of course I entered, I like the shelter they are helping. I looked over the choice of handguns and picked one, with the provision I could test fire it first. They agreed and I loaded up and entered the range.
Everyone there was shaking their heads and laughing because I had the smallest caliber handgun in the choices. A .38. I fired the six shots slow fire and got used to the handgun. Then they put out the bowling pins while I reloaded.
Back to the line I go with everyone snickering behind me. They didn't believe I was going to even try knocking the bowling pins off the table with this little .38. (The other choices were a .357 Mag. and a .45.) After checking to make sure the lanes were clear I started firing once again. Three then four times the revolver bucked in my hand and everyone stopped snickering as the pins hit the floor. They weren't believing this. On the fifth round they just stood there staring as the pin not only went off the table but knocked the sixth one off as well. (Un planned but I was willing to take it.)
Now I have to wait until the end of the month to see if I won.
Cat