As usual, the idjits were out on the road, it was spitting rain, not raining, raining like a cow peeing on a flat rock (lather, rinse, repeat)… Saw a Vette moving ‘swiftly’ through traffic, with a VW Golf GTI ‘trying’ to keep up…
About 5 miles down the road, Vette and GTI are on the side, with the ass end of the Vette damaged and the front end of the GTI also damaged… Betting the Vette finally either got tired of the “chase” or had to lay on the brakes and the GTI couldn’t…
And there was the obligatory old pickup with worldly goods in the back and the ‘rain cover’ flapping in the breeze (and not covering anything)…
And the usual idjit that decided to cut under the nose of a semi and then slam on the brakes! Kudos to the semi driver, he managed to miss the idjit and NOT hit anybody else, but I’m glad the shoulder was empty!!!
Finally got to the range, and managed to NOT get soaked getting inside, but it was close! Got two adjacent lanes, and we proceeded to burn some ammo! Yea US!!!
I’m gonna tell you, do NOT piss of Agirl!!! Every gun we handed her, she shot 3-4 inch groups with at 7-10 yards!!! She may be a ‘newer’ shooter, but she’s consistent and accurate!
Ironically, the only gun she had problems with was the old Trooper I picked up, and I think that was my fault, as I didn’t correct her aim point from what MSgt B had told her with his Ruger (they were significantly different)! Also, she is used to a ‘bright’ front sight blade, and had some problems picking up the plain ol’ blue sight on the Trooper against a black target background.
I keep forgetting ‘younger’ shooters never had to learn to shoot on guns that didn’t have nice bright front sights, and I ‘forget’ to caution people that they REALLY have to concentrate on that front sight.
After shooting everything, we decided on lunch, and the conversations were wide ranging, and the ‘war’ stories started since all three of us guys are retired military. Agirl held her own pretty well, usually pointing out that she had to find out what hubby was doing from somebody else! (Hey what can I say, our standard rule was to NOT worry the S.O. while we were on the road, even if you WERE getting shot at)… But the story of hubby getting outed by a friend he invited to dinner WAS funny!!!
Since we all had things to do, the day ended early, and I slogged it back to the house. We seriously need to do that more often!!!

