Took my wife to lunch yesterday. Then she drove me to the Dr. office. Not a happy time. Got some things to deal with. Insurance is... not much good for anything. Came home... bummed.
This morning... did office work, etc. After lunch... loaded up my 18-3 and a RIA 1911 w/ Marvel .22 conversion and headed for a range. Spent about three hours just slowly working through a brick of Fed. Champions. Shot a qualification run on the B-27. Shot it over and over. Never got a 250... but several 247's.
Got home and my wife was already home from work. She'd been wondering where I was. When she saw my range bag, she said she thought that was a good thing for me to do. She cooked pizza and we watched Gunsmoke. Ah yes... comfort food and old cowboy shows. Tonight... Cabelas briefly had Blazer .22's. We were able to order some to replace what I blew today. Cool.
Some days are like yesterday. Not fun. Some... are like today. Better. Tonight I've been working on the sermons I will preach this coming Sunday. A while ago I scrounged through my shooting boxes and found all the bits and pieces of .22 LR ammo. Maybe tomorrow morning there'll be time to go by the range and shoot a bit. That little Marvel .22 conversion is a wonder. It has had one single failure to feed in the last 1,500 rounds. And just as nice, it shoots scores on the B-27 that are sometimes the equal of the 18-3. Remarkable. Simply remarkable.
This morning... did office work, etc. After lunch... loaded up my 18-3 and a RIA 1911 w/ Marvel .22 conversion and headed for a range. Spent about three hours just slowly working through a brick of Fed. Champions. Shot a qualification run on the B-27. Shot it over and over. Never got a 250... but several 247's.
Got home and my wife was already home from work. She'd been wondering where I was. When she saw my range bag, she said she thought that was a good thing for me to do. She cooked pizza and we watched Gunsmoke. Ah yes... comfort food and old cowboy shows. Tonight... Cabelas briefly had Blazer .22's. We were able to order some to replace what I blew today. Cool.
Some days are like yesterday. Not fun. Some... are like today. Better. Tonight I've been working on the sermons I will preach this coming Sunday. A while ago I scrounged through my shooting boxes and found all the bits and pieces of .22 LR ammo. Maybe tomorrow morning there'll be time to go by the range and shoot a bit. That little Marvel .22 conversion is a wonder. It has had one single failure to feed in the last 1,500 rounds. And just as nice, it shoots scores on the B-27 that are sometimes the equal of the 18-3. Remarkable. Simply remarkable.
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