Chairman Meow, please tell us if that is Holladay. That's maybe all of 10 minutes from my house. I've only been there once, and wasn't impressed, but it IS close...
My 'favorite' range idiot was driven there by...
me.
A high school girl friend, of the Saran Wrap variety. I took a junior police course, so she did.
So picture this: A bunch of high school kids with old worn out S&W Model 10s, and these funkyt Bianch clamshell holsters. In the entire class, there's one kid who can keep them all on paper. Not great shooting, but at least on paper, which amazed the rest of them. (Uh, yes, it was me.)
Then there's this.....
....airhead.
Slow fire, single action, and she manages to put a round in the roof. (Indoor range.) That got the attention and displeasure of our instructors, who were off duty police officers. Head instructor was a detective, IIRC.
Then we went to draw and fire.
The first round she capped also hit the roof.
After richocheting off the floor next to her right foot!
She was uninvited from the remainder of the live shooting.
(And uninvited from my life not long after!)