Spent the afternoon turning money into smoke, noise, and dead bowling pins.
I missed connections with Og, was gonna shoot with him. We were gonna shoot .22 rifles, but since he and I missed connections, I and Midwest Chick shot at non threatening, yet somehow menacing bowling pins with pistols...... I practiced my reload drills. Next time I am gonna have someone load the first mag with random numbers of cartridges to make my reloads happen more often, or even have them load a snap cap in order to get my malf drills up to speed.
Range was windy and cool, but nice. No one else there.
It always amazes me how much abuse a bowling pin will withstand.
Home now to clean the pistols.
Sorry Og.... next time...You have my cell # now, so you can call.
Can anyone explain how an email can get held up for 3+ hours between AOL and Yahoo?
2 comments:
yeah, I'm a dumbass. Sorry. Next time.
I do now have your name and number on my phone, so next time we may actually have a shot. (sic)
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