Funny story.
My daughter (19) is home from college last week along with her boyfriend. They both like to shoot and wanted to go to the range and shoot the 500 yard lane.
Her boyfriend had taken the money he had made over the summer and rolled it into a full blown custom rifle, Defiant action, NF Beast, Manners stock, Chambered in 6.5 Lapua, the works. (I may have played some part in poising this young man as I also taught him how to reload a few years ago)
So we head to the range. My daughter is shooting my .308 target rifle. A cold front had come through that morning and the wind was gusting from 9 to 12. She sets up prone, dials in her elevation and fires 2 sighters, hold off for wind, then puts the next 5 in the center of the target with a max spread of 2.5”. She looks over at her boyfriend, clears the rifle and puts it back in the case.
He put up a valiant effort but never matched her results.
So the point to this story for the .308-haters is there’s a pretty little 5’2” 19 year old girl who would clean your clock with a .308 from 600 yards in with whatever you wanted to bring and all the academic discussion on internet forums about drop tables, ballistic coefficients and imputed accuracy wouldn’t save your ass or your ego