I was doing my usual golf ball hunting at the range a few weeks ago. Had a severe infestation at 100yds and had my ar cleaning them out. Bushmaster lower, woa 22” wylde upper, prs stock, 4x16 Burris scope with 1/8 dot.
Anywho, things are going well when these two jokers who are punching paper on the other end of the shed at 100yds ask to look at their papers. “Sure, take your time, I need to put more out myself.” Well, one had to start ragging on my ar for some reason, “ Golf ball the best you can do, that’s a 2” group at best, you need to try actual benchrest shooting, you wasted all that money just to do that, blah blah.” I asked if they competed, both said no, so I said “why blow all that money on a custom rifle, turning necks, trimming necks, separating bullets by .1 grain weight differences, having god knows how many unopened cans of powder laying around, yada yada, just to punch paper and gripe because you still had on flyer that turned one hole into a group. I guess I shocked them or something about knowing that type of info. Seen four eyebrows go up in surprise.
That went over well as one would expect, after the back and forth nonsense because I egged them on and had fun with it, I told them they’re doing the same thing I am, having fun with their toys. I’m 35 and both of them were roughly the same age, kills me some people have to act like that.
You folks have any similar stories we could get a laugh from?
Anywho, things are going well when these two jokers who are punching paper on the other end of the shed at 100yds ask to look at their papers. “Sure, take your time, I need to put more out myself.” Well, one had to start ragging on my ar for some reason, “ Golf ball the best you can do, that’s a 2” group at best, you need to try actual benchrest shooting, you wasted all that money just to do that, blah blah.” I asked if they competed, both said no, so I said “why blow all that money on a custom rifle, turning necks, trimming necks, separating bullets by .1 grain weight differences, having god knows how many unopened cans of powder laying around, yada yada, just to punch paper and gripe because you still had on flyer that turned one hole into a group. I guess I shocked them or something about knowing that type of info. Seen four eyebrows go up in surprise.
That went over well as one would expect, after the back and forth nonsense because I egged them on and had fun with it, I told them they’re doing the same thing I am, having fun with their toys. I’m 35 and both of them were roughly the same age, kills me some people have to act like that.
You folks have any similar stories we could get a laugh from?