Has this ever happened to you?
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I'd know if someone was "cross shooting" my target cause there'd be more than one ragged hole.
Just kidding.
Just kidding.
bogie
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Oh, and when I qualified once with the .45, I disputed, and won, one round...
I went out to count the target with the rest of the guys, and there was one hole missing... Now, I'm a decent shot with a 1911... Figured I'd tell the RO that maybe I'd william telled one... Then, walking back to the line, I saw a little shiny thing on the ground.
Bullet never made it to the target. Gotta love those lowest bidders. Handed it to the range officer, explained about where I found it, and requested to be allowed to throw it through the target...
I went out to count the target with the rest of the guys, and there was one hole missing... Now, I'm a decent shot with a 1911... Figured I'd tell the RO that maybe I'd william telled one... Then, walking back to the line, I saw a little shiny thing on the ground.
Bullet never made it to the target. Gotta love those lowest bidders. Handed it to the range officer, explained about where I found it, and requested to be allowed to throw it through the target...
HI express
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Making its own holes
It has happened to me several times at an indoor range that has sinced closed down. It is the strangest sight as you are loading your magazines and looking downrange at your paper target when you see these holes appear on your target and your handgun isn't even in your hand!
I backed out of my shooting bay to see who is shooting.
One time I picked up my Ruger MK 2 and shot out a happy face on my target. The shooter stopped and packed up his gear. (I usually go in the morning when there are only a few shooters)
Another time, I picked up my CZ-75 with hicap mags...shot a large gaping hole in the head.. sort of rapid fire (I knew the staff) Got the shooter to stop when he saw what I was doing. Then I packed up and left.
It has happened to me several times at an indoor range that has sinced closed down. It is the strangest sight as you are loading your magazines and looking downrange at your paper target when you see these holes appear on your target and your handgun isn't even in your hand!
I backed out of my shooting bay to see who is shooting.
One time I picked up my Ruger MK 2 and shot out a happy face on my target. The shooter stopped and packed up his gear. (I usually go in the morning when there are only a few shooters)
Another time, I picked up my CZ-75 with hicap mags...shot a large gaping hole in the head.. sort of rapid fire (I knew the staff) Got the shooter to stop when he saw what I was doing. Then I packed up and left.
Red_SC
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I know a guy, retired police officer now, who used to do this occasionally. If he were at a range practicing for a qualification or something, and there was somebody else shooting perfect groups and were being a snob about it, he'd throw a round through the side of the target. He said that it would sometimes upset them so much that they their groups would fall completely apart.
During weapons training at AF basic, one of my buddies intentionally "helped" another guy qualify as a marksman. The guy he helped was new to firearms, but was trying very hard. My buddy shot the minimum qualifying rounds at his target and then sent the last few the other guy's way, one lane over, at the smaller profile targets. I had intended to "help" as well, but I was a couple of lanes away, and it would have been too obvious.
We had a good laugh over that, especially when the TI informed him he'd qualified as marksman. The guy just about burst.
If we'd been Army or Marines, we might have taken a bit more seriously giving the guy marksman status that he hadn't earned.
FWIW, in the qualifying session, the targets had 3 different sized silhouttes. (sp?) Big, medium and small, all on the same paper. The RO instructed us to stand, then fire 2 shots at each silhoutte. Then we knelt, then layed down, etc.. each time being instructed to shoot 2 shots at each outline, if I recall correctly. After watching the group ahead of us, the "smart" recruits decided to take all their shots at the large target while standing, then shoot exclusively at the medium-sized target when kneeling, saving the last shots at the small targets for the prone-position, which was the most stable/accurate.
We had a good laugh over that, especially when the TI informed him he'd qualified as marksman. The guy just about burst.
If we'd been Army or Marines, we might have taken a bit more seriously giving the guy marksman status that he hadn't earned.
FWIW, in the qualifying session, the targets had 3 different sized silhouttes. (sp?) Big, medium and small, all on the same paper. The RO instructed us to stand, then fire 2 shots at each silhoutte. Then we knelt, then layed down, etc.. each time being instructed to shoot 2 shots at each outline, if I recall correctly. After watching the group ahead of us, the "smart" recruits decided to take all their shots at the large target while standing, then shoot exclusively at the medium-sized target when kneeling, saving the last shots at the small targets for the prone-position, which was the most stable/accurate.
I've only really done it once, and it was a long time ago, but it is a funny story. Note that I would not do the same thing today.
Back during my Fresman year in college, 4 of us went out to the gravel pits east of USU. (there are houses there now). Back in those days, lots of people would go into the pits to plink. The area you drove through to get there often had many four wheelers.
On the way into the pit, we saw a Toyota 4x4 parked near the top. As we drove past, we waved at the driver. Our assumption was that he was out four wheeling. He saw us. Of that I'm sure.
We drove down into the pit, and parked. As I stepped out of the car there was this horrendous noise, and a rifle bullet passed so close to the roof of the car that it actually vibrated. I hit the dirt.
So two of us are laying on the ground, wondering who was shooting at us, with two others still in the car. The guy from the Toyota walks to the lip overlooking the pit, scoped bolt action rifle in hand, and shouts down at us. "I was here first!"
The response from one of the guys with me is unprintable according to Art's Grandma. But let's just say this guy was lucky he didn't get shot.
So we got back in the car and drove out of the pit. Some of us contemplating murder and thinking of good places to hide a body. We drove past the moron, and back down the road. We stopped approximately 150 yards off to the side, and well behind the Toyota.
We were seething. But since we had come out here, we decided to wait until the moron was done, and then go about our shooting. So we watched while he shot at targets that he had set up in the pit. (perhaps 50 yards) He was a lousy shot. Which made him shooting right over our heads extra super offensive (not that I wasn't really really angry anyway).
So as we sit, there, getting angrier and angrier. My friend Seth gets out his 45-70. Seth is a bit of a hothead, so my first question is to make sure that he isn't going to just plug the jerk. Nope, since the Toyota guy is such a lousy shot, he just figured we should help him a little bit.
At seventeen years old, this strikes me as a great idea. So we all got out our rifles and took up position, then opened fire on his targets. Shot the heck out of them.
He starts screaming at us. "Hey! I was here first!"
The response from my Ecuadorian roomate Enrique was priceless. "Yes! But we have more guns!" So we flipped him the bird and kept shooting his targets until he got angry and left. At close to 200 yards, we were getting a lot more hits than he was.
Like I said, not what I would do today, so don't feel the need to critique my actions from thirteen years ago. But it was rather entertaining.
Another good shooting somebody else's target story: The above mentioned Seth was in the Navy and was at one point on some sort of security detail for his ship because it had nukes. (sorry don't know what you Navy guys would call it, his regular job was an ET).
The security detail was just regular sailors with other jobs, but they got to have .45s occasionally. (unloaded, with a magazine in your pocket). The team needed a certain number of members so that they wouldn't have to do the security stuff for too many hours. There was one other sailor who wanted to join, but he was a horrible shot, and needed to shoot a certain score to qualify.
So during the qualification shoot, the security team was standing in a line, shooting at their targets. The sailor who couldn't shoot's target was mostly empty of holes. If I recall correctly, they needed 40 out of 50 to qualify. So once the other sailors got to their last magazine, they all emptied it into the last fellow's target. He got the best score.
Back during my Fresman year in college, 4 of us went out to the gravel pits east of USU. (there are houses there now). Back in those days, lots of people would go into the pits to plink. The area you drove through to get there often had many four wheelers.
On the way into the pit, we saw a Toyota 4x4 parked near the top. As we drove past, we waved at the driver. Our assumption was that he was out four wheeling. He saw us. Of that I'm sure.
We drove down into the pit, and parked. As I stepped out of the car there was this horrendous noise, and a rifle bullet passed so close to the roof of the car that it actually vibrated.
I hit the dirt. So two of us are laying on the ground, wondering who was shooting at us, with two others still in the car. The guy from the Toyota walks to the lip overlooking the pit, scoped bolt action rifle in hand, and shouts down at us. "I was here first!"
The response from one of the guys with me is unprintable according to Art's Grandma. But let's just say this guy was lucky he didn't get shot.
So we got back in the car and drove out of the pit. Some of us contemplating murder and thinking of good places to hide a body. We drove past the moron, and back down the road. We stopped approximately 150 yards off to the side, and well behind the Toyota.
We were seething. But since we had come out here, we decided to wait until the moron was done, and then go about our shooting. So we watched while he shot at targets that he had set up in the pit. (perhaps 50 yards) He was a lousy shot. Which made him shooting right over our heads extra super offensive (not that I wasn't really really angry anyway).
So as we sit, there, getting angrier and angrier. My friend Seth gets out his 45-70. Seth is a bit of a hothead, so my first question is to make sure that he isn't going to just plug the jerk. Nope, since the Toyota guy is such a lousy shot, he just figured we should help him a little bit.
At seventeen years old, this strikes me as a great idea.
So we all got out our rifles and took up position, then opened fire on his targets. Shot the heck out of them. He starts screaming at us. "Hey! I was here first!"
The response from my Ecuadorian roomate Enrique was priceless. "Yes! But we have more guns!" So we flipped him the bird and kept shooting his targets until he got angry and left. At close to 200 yards, we were getting a lot more hits than he was.
Like I said, not what I would do today, so don't feel the need to critique my actions from thirteen years ago. But it was rather entertaining.
Another good shooting somebody else's target story: The above mentioned Seth was in the Navy and was at one point on some sort of security detail for his ship because it had nukes. (sorry don't know what you Navy guys would call it, his regular job was an ET).
The security detail was just regular sailors with other jobs, but they got to have .45s occasionally. (unloaded, with a magazine in your pocket). The team needed a certain number of members so that they wouldn't have to do the security stuff for too many hours. There was one other sailor who wanted to join, but he was a horrible shot, and needed to shoot a certain score to qualify.
So during the qualification shoot, the security team was standing in a line, shooting at their targets. The sailor who couldn't shoot's target was mostly empty of holes. If I recall correctly, they needed 40 out of 50 to qualify. So once the other sailors got to their last magazine, they all emptied it into the last fellow's target.
He got the best score.Kramer Krazy
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A year ago, I just figured you were shooting your best and happened to miss your target.Missashot said:If my husband is getting an excellent grouping and I'm having an "off" day, I like to mess with his target a little.(This only works if we are in adjacent lanes.)
Recently, I've started to figure they weren't "accidents". Use to see it with some regularity when I was shooting rifle competition. Some guy would get concentrating on his system but lose track of his target and cross shoot. That honked off 2 guys. One - the guy who fired the rds since he dropped those rds. Two - the guy whose target he shot on since when scoring you had to kick out the high scoring rds and only give the guy credit for the correct number of hits but the lowest score. It basically knocked 2 guys out of the match.
Beetle Bailey
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A number of times.
I was shooting my Mosin Nagant at 50 yards while sighting it in and I had a few Shoot-N-C stickers on it. As most of you probably know, you stick the Shoot-N-C on your target and when you shoot it, not only do you have a bullet hole in it, you also have a much larger "explosion" of green color that is much more visible from distance. Basically, it makes it easier to see your "hits" from far away.
As I am shooting, I notice several .22lr holes appearing on my Shoot-N-C . Last time I checked, my Mosin Nagant still shot the venerable 7.62x54r cartridge, so I decided to do some investigating. Two lanes to my right there was a kid about 10 years old shooting a .22lr rifle. For a good distance in either direction there weren't any other shooting currently shooting .22lr, so he became my prime suspect. He was with three adults (and I am using the term loosely) so I casually slid behind them to a vantage point where I could see what the kid is shooting at.
Once I caught him in the act, I approached the "adult" who seemed to be the father and informed him that his charge was shooting at my target (hey, I figured it was possible the kid was confused so I wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt). The "father" was flustered and responded "No, it's not him. Are you sure you didn't shoot a .22 at your target? Are you sure those holes are .22? No, it must be someone else. . . "
During the cease-fire, we went out to check targets and up close, it was obvious those were .22 cal. holes and not .30 cal. holes. He immediately shouted "He shot at them because the stickers make it easy to see the hits! That's why! It's easy to see!"
He just kept pleading and protesting, making excuses for his child's behavior. It was a disgusting sight to see, a grown man behaving like this not only in front of his child, but also in order to excuse said child's unruly behavior. As I have been known to do, I could have made all manner of caustic remarks and beat down his feeble excuses, but the sight was so sickeningly disappointing that all I could do was shake my head and walk away.
Later on my shooting buddy (who saw the whole thing) pointed out that the kid was plinking at random objects on the range, like spent shot-shells, small rocks, and other assorted junk. This is a "no-no" at the range, as it only allows paper targets and metal swingers. The kid would shoot while the father would act as "look-out" for the rangemaster, who walks up and down the firing line. When the rangemaster would approach, the father would discreetly place his hand on the son's shoulder, warning him to stop plinking until the rangemaster passed by.
This guy blamed the "Shoot-N-C" for being such a tempting target. He's an accomplice for the kid breaking range rules. I try to keep a cool head at all times, and especially when firearms are involved, but I admit I was tempted to give the guy a verbal "dress down" in front of his own kid, since taking him aside to discuss the matter didn't seem to produce the desired results.
I was shooting my Mosin Nagant at 50 yards while sighting it in and I had a few Shoot-N-C stickers on it. As most of you probably know, you stick the Shoot-N-C on your target and when you shoot it, not only do you have a bullet hole in it, you also have a much larger "explosion" of green color that is much more visible from distance. Basically, it makes it easier to see your "hits" from far away.
As I am shooting, I notice several .22lr holes appearing on my Shoot-N-C
. Last time I checked, my Mosin Nagant still shot the venerable 7.62x54r cartridge, so I decided to do some investigating. Two lanes to my right there was a kid about 10 years old shooting a .22lr rifle. For a good distance in either direction there weren't any other shooting currently shooting .22lr, so he became my prime suspect. He was with three adults (and I am using the term loosely) so I casually slid behind them to a vantage point where I could see what the kid is shooting at. Once I caught him in the act, I approached the "adult" who seemed to be the father and informed him that his charge was shooting at my target (hey, I figured it was possible the kid was confused so I wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt). The "father" was flustered and responded "No, it's not him. Are you sure you didn't shoot a .22 at your target? Are you sure those holes are .22? No, it must be someone else. . . "
During the cease-fire, we went out to check targets and up close, it was obvious those were .22 cal. holes and not .30 cal. holes. He immediately shouted "He shot at them because the stickers make it easy to see the hits! That's why! It's easy to see!"
He just kept pleading and protesting, making excuses for his child's behavior. It was a disgusting sight to see, a grown man behaving like this not only in front of his child, but also in order to excuse said child's unruly behavior. As I have been known to do, I could have made all manner of caustic remarks and beat down his feeble excuses, but the sight was so sickeningly disappointing that all I could do was shake my head and walk away.
Later on my shooting buddy (who saw the whole thing) pointed out that the kid was plinking at random objects on the range, like spent shot-shells, small rocks, and other assorted junk. This is a "no-no" at the range, as it only allows paper targets and metal swingers. The kid would shoot while the father would act as "look-out" for the rangemaster, who walks up and down the firing line. When the rangemaster would approach, the father would discreetly place his hand on the son's shoulder, warning him to stop plinking until the rangemaster passed by.
This guy blamed the "Shoot-N-C" for being such a tempting target. He's an accomplice for the kid breaking range rules. I try to keep a cool head at all times, and especially when firearms are involved, but I admit I was tempted to give the guy a verbal "dress down" in front of his own kid, since taking him aside to discuss the matter didn't seem to produce the desired results.
Zach S
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I once had a guy put a few rounds through my target, but it was a buddy of mine, so I didnt get mad. He didnt get mad at me when I put a few rounds through his, but he did say something about my group being larger...
Every other time someone else put a hole in my target its been bad shooting. I'll normally offer some advice to the shooter, when the guy says "I dont need your help*" I politely ask him to shoot at his own target instead of mine, and that if he changes his mind about the advice I'm one lane over. Some take me up on it, others have sensitive egos.
*Only guys say that.
Every other time someone else put a hole in my target its been bad shooting. I'll normally offer some advice to the shooter, when the guy says "I dont need your help*" I politely ask him to shoot at his own target instead of mine, and that if he changes his mind about the advice I'm one lane over. Some take me up on it, others have sensitive egos.
*Only guys say that.
Sam
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Ocassionaly happen to the best in formal competition.
During informal shooting it is inexcusable due to wide seperation and oddball targets that folks sometimes use.
Had a couple of idiots do it to my targets a week before the 87 deer season in Utah. Threw all their stuff on the berm, made a production of installing a fancy target holder at about 75yards for the one bullseye target they had. Then they dug out a couple of AK types and hosed everything on the berm. I foolishly asked them to mind their own targets. They got a little belligerent, made some profane commentary and tried to look threatening.
I took out my M1 and threw a can of ammo on the tailgate. Shot their claybirds off the berm, bounced their cans over the top, then calmly shot their fancy target holder to pieces. Gave them a lecture about manners, civil behavior, and responsible gun ownership, explained about their big mouths, the consequences of trying to scare and or intimidate people and requested that they go tell mommy they were bad boys and stand in the corner for a couple of hours. They left, with haste, vigor and enthusiasm.
I had a temper in those days
Sam
During informal shooting it is inexcusable due to wide seperation and oddball targets that folks sometimes use.
Had a couple of idiots do it to my targets a week before the 87 deer season in Utah. Threw all their stuff on the berm, made a production of installing a fancy target holder at about 75yards for the one bullseye target they had. Then they dug out a couple of AK types and hosed everything on the berm. I foolishly asked them to mind their own targets. They got a little belligerent, made some profane commentary and tried to look threatening.
I took out my M1 and threw a can of ammo on the tailgate. Shot their claybirds off the berm, bounced their cans over the top, then calmly shot their fancy target holder to pieces. Gave them a lecture about manners, civil behavior, and responsible gun ownership, explained about their big mouths, the consequences of trying to scare and or intimidate people and requested that they go tell mommy they were bad boys and stand in the corner for a couple of hours. They left, with haste, vigor and enthusiasm.
I had a temper in those days
Sam
sfhogman
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It happened to me at an indoor range in South San Francisco. I had just fired 6 rounds from a new Ruger revolver when my shooting buddy came up behind me and asked if the gun was a seven-shooter. The young LEO in the lane next to me had put a round through my Shoot-N-See at 10 yards. He had his girlfriend with him, who was not impressed. Neither was the rangemaster. I am sure his strike on my target was unintentional.
Rufus Pisanus
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I saw that happen in the Army few years after the beginning of the world . We were shooting Garands to 100m. A guy who normally was a so-so shot totalled "zero" and the other guy next him (another so-so shot) totalled "nine out of eight"...
. We were shooting Garands to 100m. A guy who normally was a so-so shot totalled "zero" and the other guy next him (another so-so shot) totalled "nine out of eight"...larry_minn
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OK this was not with firearm but please bear with me. I was into archery. Friend wanted to hunt with bow (bear) and wanted me to come along as I had handguns for backup. I figured I better tune up and him as well. (LSS he never did so I canned idea of hunting if he wouldn't take time to hit target at range)
Anyway I am at indoor range and checking out gear to add to my bow. (that I was fairly good with yrs before) The clerk give me a release (holds string/arrow and you hold weight on wrist rather then fingers and pull a (trigger) like gun to shoot arrow.
I tried it and LOVED it. So I buy it and am shooting my new arrows and doing DANG good. (course it was only 50') Well there is this CUTE gal 3' away from me who is also doing dang good. About #3 arrow I (flinch/jerk) and the arrow goes RIGHT at her target and NAILS it dead center. (I kid you not dang near split her arrow) She was so ticked/chewing me out. Lucky her boyfriend was behind us and told her he SAW me flinch/jerk the release and arrow go wild. Boy was I lucky she didn't have a knife on her.
Anyway I am at indoor range and checking out gear to add to my bow. (that I was fairly good with yrs before) The clerk give me a release (holds string/arrow and you hold weight on wrist rather then fingers and pull a (trigger) like gun to shoot arrow.
I tried it and LOVED it. So I buy it and am shooting my new arrows and doing DANG good. (course it was only 50') Well there is this CUTE gal 3' away from me who is also doing dang good. About #3 arrow I (flinch/jerk) and the arrow goes RIGHT at her target and NAILS it dead center. (I kid you not dang near split her arrow) She was so ticked/chewing me out. Lucky her boyfriend was behind us and told her he SAW me flinch/jerk the release and arrow go wild. Boy was I lucky she didn't have a knife on her.
GunnyBob
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Overcast, drizzly day at the 500 yard line with of course iron sights. Had to stop every so often to wipe the rain from my face and sure enough, after one such interruption I shot a dead center hit on the target to my immediate right. Lost high score because of that and made certain it never happened again.
I donated an X-ring hit to my neighbor's target. He won the match. I just kept my mouth shut. So did he--I'm sure he could tell that my 6.5mm bullet hole was bigger than his 5.56mm bullet holes. I could.
I'm more careful now.
I'm more careful now.
MD_Willington
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Only when we're all shooting at the same object, milk jugs, making a bucket dance etc... most of the time we pick our own target and we stick to our own target...
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