I don't even like round nosed ammo for target shooting.
Wadctters and semi wadcutters make holes that are easier for my eyes to see.
Many years ago, I had a Rossi 68 .38 3".
I was in the woods shooting it with a variety of ammo.
A HUGE oak tree (blowdown) was my backstop.
The only round of 158 RNL I fired that day bounced off the trunk and hit me in the belt buckle.
Hurt like hell. Put a good scare into me. Did not penetrate, thank God.
I used the rest of the box of RNL at the indoor range, where I didn't have to worry about ricochets.
Or so I thought.
That same year, I was at the range and there were some gangsta-thug wannabes shooting on the lane on the far end of the range from me.
They had some sort of .45 caliber Tupperware SMG lookalike and were shooting it (sideways, of course) with some cheap .45 RNL.
Yeah, it jammed a bunch.
Yeah, they were cursing a bunch.
Yeah, their "groups" looked like 100 yard buckshot patterns.
Anyway, somehow, one of them managed to hit one of the concrete roof suppport pillars and his slug ricocheted and hit me in the right thigh.
Yeah, it hurt like a ***.
It broke the skin but didn't penetrate.
It felt like getting hit with a baseball.
Wadctters and semi wadcutters make holes that are easier for my eyes to see.
Many years ago, I had a Rossi 68 .38 3".
I was in the woods shooting it with a variety of ammo.
A HUGE oak tree (blowdown) was my backstop.
The only round of 158 RNL I fired that day bounced off the trunk and hit me in the belt buckle.
Hurt like hell. Put a good scare into me. Did not penetrate, thank God.
I used the rest of the box of RNL at the indoor range, where I didn't have to worry about ricochets.
Or so I thought.
That same year, I was at the range and there were some gangsta-thug wannabes shooting on the lane on the far end of the range from me.
They had some sort of .45 caliber Tupperware SMG lookalike and were shooting it (sideways, of course) with some cheap .45 RNL.
Yeah, it jammed a bunch.
Yeah, they were cursing a bunch.
Yeah, their "groups" looked like 100 yard buckshot patterns.
Anyway, somehow, one of them managed to hit one of the concrete roof suppport pillars and his slug ricocheted and hit me in the right thigh.
Yeah, it hurt like a ***.
It broke the skin but didn't penetrate.
It felt like getting hit with a baseball.