Gryffydd
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I was thinking it would be fun to read about people's experiences with shots they never thought they'd make, and could probably never do again.
I'll start with mine. I was out shooting next to a large barren hillside (backstop). About 80 yards away, flying through the air 90 degrees to the firing lane, was a crow. Without thinking much of it, I quickly lifted my iron-sighted 10/22 to my shoulder and fired a single shot without really looking at the sights. The crow dropped like a rock. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open for a minute I KNOW I couldn't do that a second time!
I'll start with mine. I was out shooting next to a large barren hillside (backstop). About 80 yards away, flying through the air 90 degrees to the firing lane, was a crow. Without thinking much of it, I quickly lifted my iron-sighted 10/22 to my shoulder and fired a single shot without really looking at the sights. The crow dropped like a rock. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open for a minute I KNOW I couldn't do that a second time!