MaterDei
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Love these threads! I've never made a particularly good shot. 
Best Shot You've Made
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once... it was a long par 4... wide open hole too, no trees or water... i stepped up to the tee and whaled the best driver shot i had made in the last 2 years... and damned if it didnt hit the power line crossing the fairway at 200 yards down range... hit dead center too, the ball dropped directly downward...
oh, crap.. .this is a gun board...
first time i ever fired a CZ-75... we didnt have any targets closer than 50 yards... so i thought what the heck... hit a 9 inch target 9 out of 16 shots... the guy that i borrowed the CZ from said he was gonna go back and sell it because he knew that he could never shoot it that well
oh, crap.. .this is a gun board...
first time i ever fired a CZ-75... we didnt have any targets closer than 50 yards... so i thought what the heck... hit a 9 inch target 9 out of 16 shots... the guy that i borrowed the CZ from said he was gonna go back and sell it because he knew that he could never shoot it that well
Inspector3711
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Not the smartest thing...
In 1980 at the wise old age of 15 I shot a crow out of the top of a giant old oak on the banks of the Columbia River in Oregon at 150 yards. I was using my Marlin .22lr bolt action with a 2X scope. That tree was behind a barn sized shop that was used for barge building and the old boy that owned it called the sheriff. I got a talking to but man was I glad they never told my parents! Dad would have busted my butt. We lived next to the woods (ok to shoot there) but I was shooting parallel to the tree line where the woods started and was in the city limits by about 50 feet. Lucky shot and even more lucky I didn't hurt anyone.
In 1980 at the wise old age of 15 I shot a crow out of the top of a giant old oak on the banks of the Columbia River in Oregon at 150 yards. I was using my Marlin .22lr bolt action with a 2X scope. That tree was behind a barn sized shop that was used for barge building and the old boy that owned it called the sheriff. I got a talking to but man was I glad they never told my parents! Dad would have busted my butt. We lived next to the woods (ok to shoot there) but I was shooting parallel to the tree line where the woods started and was in the city limits by about 50 feet. Lucky shot and even more lucky I didn't hurt anyone.
alemonkey
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Probably today when I shot in my first BPCR match ever. I know people do it all the time, but I never thought I could hit those little metal animals that far away, with iron sights. I'm hooked.
rero360
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took a button buck from across a gully, not sure on the distance, perhaps I'll go back there someday and range it, but I'm guessing it was about 150 meters, with my remington 11-87, in 12 guage, one shot, dropped him in his tracks, perfect kill.
other than that, I'd say hitting a pepper popper from a distance of about 20 meters with my M4 from a moving HMMWV at about 20 mph. we were mobing at Ft Dix, the trainer just looked at me and said "damn, nice shot"
other than that, I'd say hitting a pepper popper from a distance of about 20 meters with my M4 from a moving HMMWV at about 20 mph. we were mobing at Ft Dix, the trainer just looked at me and said "damn, nice shot"
evan price
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I was shooting with a bunch of friends at the 45' pistol range at the DNR site.
We had some paper targets hung on the wire, some empty ammo boxes on the backstop, and somebody had hung a plastic liter water-bottle with some rocks in it for weight on a piece of cheap kite string and hung it on the target wire. The rocks were for weight because it was breezy and the bottle danced around a lot when it was empty.
As we were leaving, somebody asked if they had a knife to cut the string. Like a smarty-pants I said, don't worry, I'll just shoot it off.
I put a fresh mag of 230-RN's in my Sig P220, took a careful aim, and POW!
Shot the string clear in two, first shot, at 45' on a breezy day.
I was so amazed I set the loaded, cocked pistol on the shelf at the station and looked around, I started to say "G-D will you look at that! Wow!" when one of my friends who had seen it started pounding me on the back, cheering, and offered to buy the beer at dinner, so I kept my mouth shut.
I'd like to think I am that skillful, but honestly, I really think it was a lucky shot.
We had some paper targets hung on the wire, some empty ammo boxes on the backstop, and somebody had hung a plastic liter water-bottle with some rocks in it for weight on a piece of cheap kite string and hung it on the target wire. The rocks were for weight because it was breezy and the bottle danced around a lot when it was empty.
As we were leaving, somebody asked if they had a knife to cut the string. Like a smarty-pants I said, don't worry, I'll just shoot it off.
I put a fresh mag of 230-RN's in my Sig P220, took a careful aim, and POW!
Shot the string clear in two, first shot, at 45' on a breezy day.
I was so amazed I set the loaded, cocked pistol on the shelf at the station and looked around, I started to say "G-D will you look at that! Wow!" when one of my friends who had seen it started pounding me on the back, cheering, and offered to buy the beer at dinner, so I kept my mouth shut.
I'd like to think I am that skillful, but honestly, I really think it was a lucky shot.
Not mine, although I was involved as the target!
Teenagers walking along in the wasteland, carrying our bb guns. A gunless friend had borrowed my Daisy 860 Powerline and was about 50 yards away, maybe 60 at most. I had forgotten my glasses that day, and I _never_ forgot my glasses.
You see where this is headed...
WHAP!
I feel like somebody has struck me with a well-thrown rock, just below the eye. Friends come running over, and the one with my Daisy says "I pointed waaaay over there! The wind musta took it! It only had like 2 pumps!"
At the time I rolled with it, but now I'm thinking I got sniped by a guy who didn't realize the possibilities. If I had been wearing my glasses they would have been hit by the BB and sent material into my eyeball. Instead, I just had a scratch, some bruising, and a very tender spot at the bottom of my eye socket.
He couldn't have made that shot again if he tried! I still have that gun, and it is still pretty accurate. It has a rifled barrel...
gp911
Teenagers walking along in the wasteland, carrying our bb guns. A gunless friend had borrowed my Daisy 860 Powerline and was about 50 yards away, maybe 60 at most. I had forgotten my glasses that day, and I _never_ forgot my glasses.
You see where this is headed...
WHAP!
I feel like somebody has struck me with a well-thrown rock, just below the eye. Friends come running over, and the one with my Daisy says "I pointed waaaay over there! The wind musta took it! It only had like 2 pumps!"
At the time I rolled with it, but now I'm thinking I got sniped by a guy who didn't realize the possibilities. If I had been wearing my glasses they would have been hit by the BB and sent material into my eyeball. Instead, I just had a scratch, some bruising, and a very tender spot at the bottom of my eye socket.
He couldn't have made that shot again if he tried! I still have that gun, and it is still pretty accurate. It has a rifled barrel...
gp911
A rat at about 7 yds with my nylon 66, just pointed at it, didn't even have it close to all the way up.
I knew I hit it, but for the life of me I could not find the damn thing. a day later I found him floating in the pond with a red strip down his back.
I knew I hit it, but for the life of me I could not find the damn thing. a day later I found him floating in the pond with a red strip down his back.
Ske1etor
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Hit a big mean looking snake with my .45 from about 15 feet away or so... it was moving towards me at a fairly rapid pace and I removed its head.
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While working on a landscaping crew in college... Was horsing around with a coworker who hit me in the chest with a tree limb and knocked the wind out of me. He ran and was about 70 yards away by the time I got back on my feet. He saw me bend down and pick up a rock and chuck it in a high arch up in the air (wasn't intending to hit him since I had to respect the skill it took to knock me down). He started zig zagging but the rock drilled him square on the top of his head and laid him out like a cod fish!
He recovered and we went for beers that night. That was my best shot ever!
He recovered and we went for beers that night. That was my best shot ever!
Kind of Blued
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About 15 years old, my buddy and I were in his backyard which is about 25 yards to a creek, then another 25 across the creek.
About 25 MORE (75 total) past the creek we see a squirrel bounding along about as fast as those things can go. I take aim with a Crosman BB gun and he drops on impact.
The weirdest part was, we went and buried him about 300 yards from his house, ACROSS the creek. The next day we found the carcass ON HIS DRIVEWAY, with a hole in the head. Some sort of haunted squirrel, it must have been.
About 25 MORE (75 total) past the creek we see a squirrel bounding along about as fast as those things can go. I take aim with a Crosman BB gun and he drops on impact.
The weirdest part was, we went and buried him about 300 yards from his house, ACROSS the creek. The next day we found the carcass ON HIS DRIVEWAY, with a hole in the head. Some sort of haunted squirrel, it must have been.
hankdatank1362
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Best shot ever... was probably with a .177 pellet rifle. My friends and I, young and stupid, were walking in the woods, near a pond. Saw a duck on the water, center of the pond. Buddy bet me I couldn't hit it from where we were (about 80 yards away.) Pumped it like 12 times, took aim at the body of the duck.
POW!
thwack
Duck keeled over to the side, dead as a doornail. When we got close to it, we realized I had hit is square in the noggin. We also realized it was more of a duckling... not a baby, but definitely not a full grown duck. I felt lower than whale poop.
I swam out to get it, and we gave it a proper burial.
But my best shooting was about a year ago, when I went skeet shooting with my two bosses. I had brought along a couple of handguns and rifles in addition to my trap gun, so we could plink around after.
Stapled a target to a tree, stuck a green Shoot-N-C over the center. Stepped 12 yards back. Proceeded to place 18 rounds, rapid fire (1 shot/sec) in the 9 and 10 rings out of my 9mm Taurus 24/7. Not one shot fell out of the nine ring.
My bosses went nuts. One, ex-army airborne, complimented me. The other, redneck good-ole boy type, was hootin' and hollerin'. "Gawd Dang boy, you sleep with that thing under yer pillow er sumpin' ?"
That Taurus, to this day, is still my most accurate pistol, at least in my hands, even more so than my SIG 226.
POW!
thwack
Duck keeled over to the side, dead as a doornail. When we got close to it, we realized I had hit is square in the noggin. We also realized it was more of a duckling... not a baby, but definitely not a full grown duck. I felt lower than whale poop.
I swam out to get it, and we gave it a proper burial.
But my best shooting was about a year ago, when I went skeet shooting with my two bosses. I had brought along a couple of handguns and rifles in addition to my trap gun, so we could plink around after.
Stapled a target to a tree, stuck a green Shoot-N-C over the center. Stepped 12 yards back. Proceeded to place 18 rounds, rapid fire (1 shot/sec) in the 9 and 10 rings out of my 9mm Taurus 24/7. Not one shot fell out of the nine ring.
My bosses went nuts. One, ex-army airborne, complimented me. The other, redneck good-ole boy type, was hootin' and hollerin'. "Gawd Dang boy, you sleep with that thing under yer pillow er sumpin' ?"
That Taurus, to this day, is still my most accurate pistol, at least in my hands, even more so than my SIG 226.
XnaV80
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150 yards hit a sitting clay bird with a single six w/ the mag cyl on the 6th shot. The best shot i probably witnessed was when my buddy robin hooded an aluminum arrow. It's cool how they're put together in "wavy" halves.
cowboyL1FE
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Was out shooting with a friend of mine. She built a swinging target rig with some hanging steel plates. We placed it across a dry creek bed about 30 yards out.
In the middle was hanging a piece of scrap steel about the size of a dime. I had just pulled out my Beretta 96 and told my friend I'd hit the center one, she just laughed until I aimed and hit the sucker! Best lucky shot of the day.
In the middle was hanging a piece of scrap steel about the size of a dime. I had just pulled out my Beretta 96 and told my friend I'd hit the center one, she just laughed until I aimed and hit the sucker! Best lucky shot of the day.
A very unlucky fly that landed on a clean target at 100 yards. Tubb 2000, 260 Remington, Nightforce 12-42 scope. The odds are about 50/50 that I would hit the fly with that rifle at that distance, but the odds of a fly landing on the target are pretty slim.
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hankdatank1362
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That's awesome!
moe.ron
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Witin 10 minutes of owning my first pistol. I took a class, went through the spiel, then it was off to the range. Torso target went out to 25 feet and the trainer said "shoot the five on his face" First shot in about 2 seconds, I will never forget that.
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CNYCacher
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At my brother's bachelor party, we were shooting trap at one of the local ranges. In the final round of the day, on his final clay, he missed. I was taking my turn after him so I was up next. I figured there was already a clay in the air. . .
When he took his shot, my break-action was open and empty. I had a round in my right hand. I loaded it, snapped the action closed, aimed about 4 feet below the rapidly falling clay and fired. The clay dusted just before hitting the ground.
That was my best shot ever I think.
When he took his shot, my break-action was open and empty. I had a round in my right hand. I loaded it, snapped the action closed, aimed about 4 feet below the rapidly falling clay and fired. The clay dusted just before hitting the ground.
That was my best shot ever I think.
My first deer. It was a management hunt (thus only spikes and does) in Huntsville State Park. We'd been in our stands all morning and it was about time for the rangers to come pick us up for a midday break. I looked off to my left and the old retired sheriff that used the next blind down the way was headed back up toward mine for the pickup.
Then I looked up the road and there was a very handsome spike buck. I got my rifle up, took the shot (the sheriff had seen my rifle come up and had stopped still) and then he came hurrying up. Together we walked down the road. And we walked. And we walked. I thought it had been, oh, 100 yards. When we got to the buck (DRT) he said, "HOW far was that? You got a rangefinder?" As it happened, I did (had liberated DH's for the day, lol)
It was 215 yards. For a first deer kill, that wasn't half bad.
Springmom
Then I looked up the road and there was a very handsome spike buck. I got my rifle up, took the shot (the sheriff had seen my rifle come up and had stopped still) and then he came hurrying up. Together we walked down the road. And we walked. And we walked. I thought it had been, oh, 100 yards. When we got to the buck (DRT) he said, "HOW far was that? You got a rangefinder?" As it happened, I did (had liberated DH's for the day, lol)
It was 215 yards. For a first deer kill, that wasn't half bad.
Springmom
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The best shot I ever fired I had some help from second LT.
We were in the Grafenwoer traing area W/ M110A2 8 inch SP howitzers. (BTRY A 3/35th FA) I don't remember the Lt.s name but the FDC chief was SGT. Gardner. Anyway this is what happened
We pull into position the LT. gets our grid wrong by 3 k Sgt. Gardner warns him repeatedly & is finally told he doesn't know what he's talking about and told to shut up. Gardner leaves the track wanting no part of what happens next.
The platoon base piece ( that's me) gets the fire mission we load , and on the LTs order we fire. The round is unobserved ( remember this is a 200 LB artillery round not a .22)
Long story short about 15 minutes later we get a call from range control ordering us to cease fire. & not to touch our aiming controls (double plus not good) this means our round landed someplace other than where it should have & they want to be able to prove we fired it
According to range control our check round landed in the middle of a M-60 machine gun qualification range. ( exactly 3K off target)
Also according to range control there was a unit qualifying on the range at the time, the targets all popped up ( several hundred meters away from the firers) just as the round landed and took them ( the pop ups not the firers) ALL out.
Thus I qualified as an expert on the 60 range W/ 1 shot.
We were in the Grafenwoer traing area W/ M110A2 8 inch SP howitzers. (BTRY A 3/35th FA) I don't remember the Lt.s name but the FDC chief was SGT. Gardner. Anyway this is what happened
We pull into position the LT. gets our grid wrong by 3 k Sgt. Gardner warns him repeatedly & is finally told he doesn't know what he's talking about and told to shut up. Gardner leaves the track wanting no part of what happens next.
The platoon base piece ( that's me) gets the fire mission we load , and on the LTs order we fire. The round is unobserved ( remember this is a 200 LB artillery round not a .22)
Long story short about 15 minutes later we get a call from range control ordering us to cease fire. & not to touch our aiming controls (double plus not good) this means our round landed someplace other than where it should have & they want to be able to prove we fired it
According to range control our check round landed in the middle of a M-60 machine gun qualification range. ( exactly 3K off target)
Also according to range control there was a unit qualifying on the range at the time, the targets all popped up ( several hundred meters away from the firers) just as the round landed and took them ( the pop ups not the firers) ALL out.
Thus I qualified as an expert on the 60 range W/ 1 shot.
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armoredman
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Nice! Musta been a Beehive...
I did one recently I thought was pretty good, out testing cast bullet loads in my Smith 10-8, 4 inch 38 Spl, and at the very far end of the range, (I am told it's 250 yards, is a wide old metal target, about 2 feet wide and a foot tall. For G&G I fired a cylinder full at it - hit it 3 out of 6.
I did print a 3/4 inch group at 100 yards with my 1943 Enfield No4Mk1*, off the bench, iron sights, 174gr Hornady FMJ/BT on top of H335, 10 rounds in 3/4 inch. Thank the Lord I actually had a buddy there to witness it, because I knew I'd be called a liar.
I did one recently I thought was pretty good, out testing cast bullet loads in my Smith 10-8, 4 inch 38 Spl, and at the very far end of the range, (I am told it's 250 yards, is a wide old metal target, about 2 feet wide and a foot tall. For G&G I fired a cylinder full at it - hit it 3 out of 6.
I did print a 3/4 inch group at 100 yards with my 1943 Enfield No4Mk1*, off the bench, iron sights, 174gr Hornady FMJ/BT on top of H335, 10 rounds in 3/4 inch. Thank the Lord I actually had a buddy there to witness it, because I knew I'd be called a liar.
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