So we had the day off yesterday and decided to bust a .50 cal box of ammo. Went to the first range and Pack-o-la. I mean wall to wall British tourists, local clueless and some young fellows having "interesting" conversations about "wanting to shoot the Glock." Put my name on the list. While standing there I watched the counter guy show a dozen noobs how to load, hold, fire, and reload. "Always point downrange." After sweating a bit I asked to have my name removed from the list. Owners were concerned we were unhappy with the facility but we assured them we very much like the place but a full firing line of folks shooting guns (almost all Glocks) for the first time would pucker me up so bad I would not enjoy. They gave us 50% off passes for next time. Got back in the car and drove to Apopka, a well known (around these parts) range. 20 lanes and nobody home! Yay. So we get out the new-to-me Ruger competition target. In true Ruger form, laser accurate, flawless operation, satisfying targets. OK, on to the reason for being there. My wife got her CWP last summer and I wanted her to shoot more for confidence. Well she absolutely hates the 642-1 that I thought was perfect for her. Even with 158 gr RNL it was barky and jumpy and she was anticipating recoil. She got deadly with the 67 so I asked her to put it in her purse, not happening. What to do? I broke out my 6906 that I been carrying for 20 years. I figure no way she can handle it. Right deadly with it but limp wristed it one time and tied it up with a live round out of battery. Showed her "tap and bang" but she wasn't happy after that. Fiocci "Extrema" is some stout stuff, compared to Fed HST flash and recoil was 50% more. Cartridges were mighty long so they won't go in carry rotation. Looks like I might have to give up my 640 that I love dearly. To finish, I broke out the Springer .45. This gun has never had a malfunction. loaded up 3 quality mags with "commercial gun show reloads" and had a nose down in the mag right off. so I stick my finger in and the slide picks up one of the plated flat nose lead and promptly wedges it in the chamber ,OOB. Extractor is behind the cartridge. Lock the slide open and send wife for a Bic pen to knock it out. Counter guy comes in, drops slide and out offending cartridge comes. I didn't want to do that and now I felt like a doofus. Packed up said .45 unshot because all I brought was the 100 bagged reloads. Got them free and that's what they are worth. Lesson learned, I don't want any reloads free or otherwise. We finished with the Ruger, nice to finish on a positive note. Had a nice meal on the long drive home and a conversation that "although I said I have bought my last gun, I'd need to shop for something she needs." Only had to clean 4 guns, haven't got the wife that far, yet. Joe
Oh No! Then the other day she was literally playing with a different 22 of mine and liked it too. I Think this spring my 22's are in danger of the dreaded, "Wife Appropriation", I had assumed she wouldn't care for revolvers, based on shooting sessions while camping 30 years ago. She's a shooter now (not just the daughter and wife of shooters) and is developing a taste for finer guns! Again, OH NO! (It could be worse, I sold my Smith 41 years ago, or she might take that too.) Ivan
