Vanilla Gorilla
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"You should be able to catch that bullet in a baseball glove at that distance!"
Yeah, somebody said it.
I hadn't shot my 17-4 since I added the Kuracs to it, so I felt I should fix that today. We were out shooting targets and such for a while before I decided I should try what is admittedly my favorite type of shooting.
We backed up toward the house a ways and I settled in for some longer range stuff, much to the surprise of my friends. I really don't know why this type of thinking persists, but it does, and one of the onlookers assured me that I'd be doing good to even hit a gallon milk jug at 115 yards, much less punch though the poor thing. [:/]
With a little smirk, I assumed my favorite Elmer Keith position and proceeded to drop 29 of 30 of the little 36 grain bullets through that jug, and achieved the satisfaction of shutting up yet another Doubting Thomas. Normally, I offer to show how easy such a feat is, but today I just felt better basking in the knowledge that some idiot neighbor of my friend thinks he was in the presence of a gun god.
That's what my dad would call a "little ways off."
Too bad I don't own a real camera any more, maybe these wouldn't look like what I see when I don't have my contacts in.
Yeah, somebody said it.
I hadn't shot my 17-4 since I added the Kuracs to it, so I felt I should fix that today. We were out shooting targets and such for a while before I decided I should try what is admittedly my favorite type of shooting.
We backed up toward the house a ways and I settled in for some longer range stuff, much to the surprise of my friends. I really don't know why this type of thinking persists, but it does, and one of the onlookers assured me that I'd be doing good to even hit a gallon milk jug at 115 yards, much less punch though the poor thing. [:/]
With a little smirk, I assumed my favorite Elmer Keith position and proceeded to drop 29 of 30 of the little 36 grain bullets through that jug, and achieved the satisfaction of shutting up yet another Doubting Thomas. Normally, I offer to show how easy such a feat is, but today I just felt better basking in the knowledge that some idiot neighbor of my friend thinks he was in the presence of a gun god.
That's what my dad would call a "little ways off."

Too bad I don't own a real camera any more, maybe these wouldn't look like what I see when I don't have my contacts in.
