There's nothing wrong with collecting guns. You can stare at them, lovingly, as they sit in their racks, gleaming in the Gun Room, and that's just fine. But the end or the telos of the gun is to hit a target with a bullet, moving with explosive energy and power.
If guns aren't doing that they're not fulfilling their potential, which isn't fair on the firearm. With that in mind, I took BW, her friend T and some of the armory to Range #2.
You're Right Handed, BW |
It was hot, no doubt about it, but that didn't stop us squaring up against the opposition under a fierce Texan sun that seemed to bleach everything with white light. A Glock 21, Beretta PX4, AR 15 and a Ruger American .22 all fulfilled themselves, putting rounds down range and on target.
T Gauging The Enemy |
T, who works for the Beretta Gallery in NYC, enjoyed shooting weapons that aren't generally available on the Island, and he shot well, taking to the violent and deadly .45s like a natural. He's a wing shooter on the Rainbow Hued East Coast (RHEC) and favors a classic double trigger, straight stock, side by side 20 gauge, for shooting pheasant and woodcock. I'm jealous of that gun and he's jealous of the freedom to shoot .45s and evil assault rifles.
A Target |
Are we even? No, because I can save up and buy the SxS. Sorry, T. rally 'round and vote the RHEC out of power, please. In fact, send the elite millionaire socialist leaders to jail while you're at it. The world will be a safer place.
A Typical Day in Texas |
BW got in some practice on the Ruger and wanted to shoot left handed, which is odd, because she's right handed. That peculiar trend was put right, I think, and accuracy improved accordingly.
Shoot over, we headed back for home and some ice cold beer. And that's what it's all about, here at the Compound.
Shoot straight,
LSP
14 comments:
So BW was out there shooting with you? I think that's good training for her next career. You can tell her that I said that.
I'll be sure to.
You don't miss the croquet, Tea and cucumber sandwiches?
Hmmm. Compounds. Loads of guns. Teaching young women how to shoot left handed. Talk of sending elite millionaire socialists to jail. You say this compound, owned by a religious leader, is near Waco?
As Yogi Berra once said, it's like deja vu all over again.
I was in Pawn One on Friday, and they said the handguns were flying out of there and they sold every AR 15, or anything like it, in one day.
It was bloody great LL! I must get trained up for my next assignment. Thank you, by the way, for the cap.
I wish send the elite millionaire socialist leaders would be sent to jail. I think life would improve immeasurably.
Have a blessed week!
You can never have too much hair or too many guns. Looks like a great day of shooting.
What was that about the Doomsday Clock, Fredd?
Big fun, Holl!
I'm hoping LL will sort it out, Linda.
Are you sure you want to stick with the hair point, Euripides? Alan Ginsberg comes to mind... Howl.
Pastor: yeah, the doomsday clock. That phony baloney clock has been set on 1 minute until midnight for, what, 40 years?
Ginsberg's hair looks like it fell off the top and scuttled around the sides and bottom of his face. I guess I meant hair on the top of the head.
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