#BlackGunsMatter

At least they do if you know how to shoot them. With that in mind, I went down to the range with a couple of black guns and an eye towards some remedial target practice.

A natural gas pipeline is being put through the fields behind the range's berm and it felt strange to see a bit of country I'd enjoyed being torn up. Everything seemed smaller, somehow.

I clambered over the earthworks to speak with one of the pipeliners, who was sitting in a Ranger, and asked if it was OK to shoot. He said sure, as long as I shot away from the work. "Hell! I've already been shot once already!" he said, holding up his left hand, which was missing all its fingers except the thumb, and a bit of that was gone too. 

"Man!" I exclaimed, promising to shoot safely, and asked where the pipeline was going. "From Whitney to Teague," said my new friend, and I told him that was "quite a thing," which it is.

Conversation over, I blazed away at some improvised targets, going for speed with the .45 and accuracy with the carbine. I have to say, the more I shoot the Glock 21 the more I like it; that pistol's right on the money. The AR worked well too, a proper little blaster.

Shoot over, I drove into the golden void like a warrior, on the edge of time.

Gun rights,

LSP

You Fixed it, Does it Work?

Because it was Turnaround Tuesday after yesterday's great market meltdown, I figured it'd be a good idea to turn around one of the deadly assault rifles and fix its bolt catch assembly. And I did, what a turnaround! Or was it. I took the rifle to the range to find out.

Lo and behold, the weapon performed flawlessly, unlike the stock market, which decided to turn back around again. I guess that wasn't fixed.

My shooting was alright, but nothing special. When I did my job, which was part of the time, the rifle shot touching, or nearly touching, groups from 100 yards with cheap value pack .223 ammo. So I can't complain.

Learning to Shoot the Glock 21...

To make things even better, clouds rolled in with a cool breeze and it threatened to rain. It didn't, tantalizingly, but still, it was half way there and that wasn't bad. I closed off the shoot with a quick blast on the Glock 21. I like that pistol! With a bit of work I might even get good at it.

I love getting out in the field with guns; just you, the firearms and the countryside. It's peaceful, apart from the explosive fire of the weaponry, obviously.

Dove season soon and I'm looking forward to that. I'm not so sure I'm looking forward to the implosion of our financial system. But that's a different story.

Be prepared,

LSP

Go On, Shoot Your Upgraded AR15

Keen-eyed readers of this family oriented info blog, will know that I decided to take my AR15 apart and install a new gas block and a Yankee Hill free-float tube. Why? Just for fun and because I wanted to learn more about the rifle, with a view to building one myself. Neat project.

Must Get Front Sight...

I reckon the reassembled gun looked good, in a deadly black assault rifle kind of way, but I took it to a friend who knows about these things before I shot it. He gave it the green light, so off I went to the range with some boxes of cheap steel cased Tulammo and a value pack of Remington .223.

That'll Do

How did it shoot? Just fine, and I had fun setting myself various drills from 30, 50, 75 and 100 yards. Were the groups any better with the free-float thing? Maybe a bit, given no magnification, eyesight that could be better and a dog who enjoyed leaping up in sheer joy and excitement at the sound of the gun.

I Love The Range!

I had to put him on a leash in the end. But I'm pleased with my first foray into the world of under-the-hood ARishness. The gun worked and worked well. Next step? Keep this carbine to shoot cheap steel cased ammo and build a 7.62/.308 on the same platform. I've decided against a "6", you see, but that's a whole new story.

Shoot straight,

LSP