As I've posted in the past I have all my Dad's service and target guns...... Dad was never much of a long gun guy/hunter.
Funny story; when I was about 10 we were at what is now the cabin; the farmer had one of those "summer/shoot the deer in your crops permit"; but it's really a meat thing for them.
After milking one July evening we drove over to the other farm to shoot a deer in the corn crop..... we get there and the farmer has brought his son's scoped .222 but forgot the magazine..... asks my Dad if he would take the shot as his eyes aren't that great and the deer herd is about 150-200 away.
Dad loads his "single round" .... uses a fence post as a 'rest"........about 30 seconds go by and....... bang.....................deer drops...... we pace it off at about 180yd (IIRC).......deer is dead.... no sign of a bullet hole in the shoulder or neck................????????..... died of fright????....................his shot hit just behind the left eye; almost invisible. .
He spent at least 15 years on the Department's Pistol Team; but was never much of a rifle guy or hunter..........but did encourage me to shoot and join the High School rifle team.
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