A few years back I was driving back to my place with a friend. We were still in his driveway but about two miles from the road. He nudged me and asked "How good are you with that gun?"
I looked at the CZ52 hanging from my said and said "Pretty fair, why?"
He said "Do you see that coyote about 200 yards out there?"
I looked and didn't see it. He said right under that tree. Then I saw it and said "That's at least 300 yards!"
He said "So how good are you with that gun?"
Said, "I'll give it a try."
I held over about 2 1/2 to 3 feet, squeezed one off and waited for the puff of dust to let me know how to correct.
The coyote spun and fell.
My eyes got big. Howdy's eyes got big.
I turned, holstered the gun and said "I'll never fire a gun in front of you again."
I have not fired a gun in his presence again. He does not question my prowess with a handgun. We both still spin the tale repeatedly.
Am I am impressed you can hit a propane can at 100 yards?
Think about it...
BhmBill,
Standard size you see in front of stores is five gallon. The ones that are a bit taller are 10 gallon. I have two 25 gallon tanks. I take them to the convenience store every month or two and fill them up. A 25-gallon only weighs about a 150 to 175 pounds full.
That's only a few pounds more than the bales of alfalfa I feed my horses. I'm pushing 60 and can still stack those bales four high. That means ground to top is about eight feet. My wife drags those bales around with one hand. She pulls them off the top of the stack with one hand.
I've never seen a three-gallon propane tank. It would be far too small for me to bother with. My little barbecue takes a five gallon. My big barbecue takes a 25. OTOH, my big barbecue is 18 feet long, 8 feet tall, weighs 1,800 pounds and has a trailer hitch.
When my son is around I cheat. I have him pick up those 25 gallon tanks and slide them into the back of the pickup. When he isn't here I hitch up a flatbed trailer and tip them on and off. I'm lazy and I love watching that son of mine work hard. I wiped his butt and paid his way. The least he can do is sweat for me a little from time to time...