Tall Tales...

[Seedy Character]

Our range has the 100 rifle range, to the right is the 200 yard range, on the end is a 300 yard 8" gong.

A 20 yard gap and pistol range begins.

I was on the 7 yard pistol range, testing some loads in my 1911.

A group of 7 guys had gathered at the bench, shooting at the 300 yard gong.

I was finishing up and a co-worker waved at me, from the group on the rifle range.

I walked over, to see what was happening.
They had set an egg on top of the post, holding the gong. They each put a $1 on the bench for a shot at the egg. It appeared to be about $40.

I threw a dollar down. There was 1 in the group that I had seen running his mouth, since the group had gathered. He laughs and says, "here's a $100, you can't hit that egg with that PoS 1911."

I had intended to shoot my 7Mag, but I walked up the front of the bench. Leaned against the corner post of the roof. Lined up my sights, raised them until the egg appeared below my grip and squeezed.
BANG! 1 second, 2 second, 3 second, SPLAT.

Picked up the money and left. $148

Couldn't do it again, with a case of ammo.
I was a legend, at work for a long while.

 

[Todd NE WY]

This one is real but not mine, I had a buddy in Hight School tell us about the time his dad guided a few friends on a hunt here in WY. They were riding in horseback and jumped a jack rabbit, he pulled his .22 revolver and proceeds to nail the running rabbit at over 50 yards with the first shot. He told my friend he holstered that pistol put the safety strap on it and swore to not touch it again during the hunt. The guys with him thought they had seen the real Wild West.

 

[AK Hunter]

A buddy of mine hung a golf ball on a string from the 100yd gung rack at our club range while we were on a shooting outing with friends. I ask him if he really could hit that? He said well I hope so. He took about three shots at it & never hit it. He noticed I was snickering & turned to me & said do you think you can hit it? I picked up my AR loaded a mag, charged a round into it, the first shot got it swinging, the second shot while it was swinging I flipped it up over the plate rack & it settled on top, the third shot flipped it off the top of the rack & back to swinging. I turned around to look at him & he just said show off. LOL

 

[.45Coltguy]

If you're actually a good shot, at any distance, no need to spin a yarn. Just sit back and enjoy the tales from the range.
Been some good ones here.

 

[Vern Humphrey]

When I was just a lad (and that's a LOOOOOONG time ago) I desperately wanted to kill a deer. We were out feeding the cattle, and as we came up to a field pulling a load of hay with the tractor, a small herd of deer took off. I had a Remington 550A semi-auto .22, and I was an avid reader of Jack O'Connor, Robert Ruark, etc. I swung the rifle past the running deer and as my front sight reached the woods, fired. A couple of seconds later, the last buck in the herd fell -- the bullet broke his spine. We stepped it off at 167 yards.

 

[someguy2800]

If you're actually a good shot, at any distance, no need to spin a yarn. Just sit back and enjoy the tales from the range.
Been some good ones here.

Problem is you could be a real life Anne Oakley reborn, but on the internet or at the gun counter you fit right in with the bullshitters, so might as well just keep quiet and enjoy the banter.

 

[.45Coltguy]

Problem is you could be a real life Anne Oakley reborn, but on the internet or at the gun counter you fit right in with the bullshitters, so might as well just keep quiet and enjoy the banter.

My meaning exactly.

 

[someguy2800]

It was the spring of 1945. A time long before I spent my time writing long winded posts about pistols that nobody else likes. I was a waist gunner in a B17 coming back over Germany. We had dumped our bomb load down Hitler’s chimney from 32,000 feet thanks to the wind corrections I’d given to the bombadier. A lucky guess really. Unfortunately he wasn’t home. Jerry filled us up full of flak though for our effort. We were down 2 engines and the pilot had taken a piece in the gut. We were dropping speed fast and falling behind the squadron. We were allmost out of ammo in our M2’s but luckily I’d manage to thin out the Krauts by taking down 27 of their fighters already.

Right as I finished off my last belt taking out what I thought was the last of them, I heard our top turret man call out over the radio. “Damn, 109 at 3 o’clock high, comin in fast! Someguy you’ve gotta get ‘em, I’m spent!” I locked eyes with the German pilot at 2000 yards and closing at 400 knots. The other waist gunner, Chuck, ran over and banged on my helmet and yelled “Come on Someguy you gotta do something or we're all done for!!!”. I waited till I could see the whites of his eyes before I drew my Colt 1903 and emptied the magazine from the hip. “You missed!! He’s still coming!!!” Chuck screamed in my ear over the sound of the 20mm rounds tearing through the fuselage around us. I turned and said “Did I?”. Just then the ME262 that nobody else had seen came streaking down, 8 rounds of 32 acp in the pilots brain, and cut the BF109 in two! I didn’t say a thing as I turned to walk up to the cockpit, because cool guys don’t watch explosions. I relieved the pilot, who was now nearly bled out, and took us back to England. The ground crew said it was the best landing they had ever seen from a plane whose entire tail was shot off.

 

[.45Coltguy]

I was the other waist gunner! Hell of a day. Nice landing btw! Even with no landing gear!

 

[1976B.L.Johns.]

It was the spring of 1945.

Good one.......

 

[someguy2800]

I was the other waist gunner! Hell of a day. Nice landing btw! Even with no landing gear!

You had a good view of it too after you fell out the back on our final approach. It’s a miracle that hay stack was there.

 

[.45Coltguy]

You had a good view of it too after you fell out the back on our final approach. It’s a miracle that hay stack was there.

True dat! Still pains a bit. Memories.

 

[cslinger]

I can hit golf balls all day at 200 yards. I just need a golf cart to do it since I’m not gonna actually walk 195 yards…..that would just be silly.

 

[Pat Riot]

It was the spring of 1945. A time long before I spent my time writing long winded posts about pistols that nobody else likes, I was a waist gunner in a B17 coming back over Germany. We had dumped our bomb load down Hitler’s chimney from 32,000 feet thanks to the wind corrections I’d given to the bombadier. A lucky guess really. Unfortunately he wasn’t home. Jerry filled us up full of flak though for our effort. We were down 2 engines and the pilot had taken a piece in the gut. We were dropping speed fast and falling behind the squadron. We were allmost out of ammo in our M2’s but luckily I’d manage to thin out the Krauts by taking down 27 of their fighters already.

Right as I finished off my last belt taking out what I thought was the last of them, I heard our top turret man call out over the radio. “Damn, 109 at 3 o’clock high, comin in fast! Someguy you’ve gotta get ‘em, I’m spent!” I looked out and locked eyes with the German pilot at 2000 yards and closing at 400 knots. The other waist gunner Chuck ran over and banged on my helmet and yelled “Come on Someguy you gotta do something or were all done for!!!”. I waited till I could see the whites of his eyes before I drew my Colt 1903 and emptied the magazine from the hip. “You missed!! He’s still coming!!!” Chuck screamed in my ear over the sound of the 20mm rounds tearing through the fuselage around us. I turned and said “Did I?”. Just then the ME262 that nobody else had seen came streaking down, 8 rounds of 32 acp in the pilots brain, and cut the BF109 in two! I didn’t say a thing as I turned to walk up the cockpit, because cool guys don’t watch explosions. I relieved the pilot who was now nearly bled out and took us back to England. The ground crew said it was the best landing they had ever seen from a plane whose entire tail was shot off.

I was the other waist gunner! Hell of a day. Nice landing btw! Even with no landing gear!

You had a good view of it too after you fell out the back on our final approach. It’s a miracle that hay stack was there.

Do you have video?

 

[someguy2800]

Do you have video?

Sorry, I dropped my phone in all the excitement.

 

[Jimbo80]

[QUOTE="Tallball,]Towards the end of the gunfire I tossed an apple across the barbed wire fence and proceeded to shoot at it. I managed to hit it with six shots of 357 magnum, and all that was left were crumbs.[/QUOTE]

That is one tough apple to take 6 hits with a .357. I would guess that story fits in the "tall tales" category rather nicely.

 

[SeanSw]

This is an actual true story:

I was at a family get-together out in the country, many miles from civilization.

Most of the gentlemen were outdoors, some smoking a cigarette, some arguing over the quality of a little pint of moonshine we were passing around, most of us just standing there talking.

Then the barbecue guns started being admired, and it was noticed that various empty cans from the night before were lying on the ground in a safe direction and not too far away.

The roar of gunfire lasted through a reload or two, until a relative poked his head out the door and said the noise was disturbing Grandma. (We all laughed because we all knew it was actually scaring him.)

Towards the end of the gunfire I tossed an apple across the barbed wire fence and proceeded to shoot at it. I managed to hit it with six shots of 357 magnum, and all that was left were crumbs. I was a legendary shooter to my in-laws from then on.

It was extraordinarily lucky. If I threw a hundred apples that far and emptied a 357 at each one, I probably would have failed 99 times. I didn't tell anyone else that, though.

My girlfriend (now wife and mother to our children) watched me bounce a golfball, double action from the hip, with my 617 at about 40 yards. I hit it square a few times and then close enough to launch it for the entire cylinder. That summer was the most amount of trigger time I ever had before or since. It must have made an impression.

 

[.38 Special]

My girlfriend (now wife and mother to our children) watched me bounce a golfball, double action from the hip, with my 617 at about 40 yards. I hit it square a few times and then close enough to launch it for the entire cylinder. That summer was the most amount of trigger time I ever had before or since. It must have made an impression.

I'm assuming this also took place in 1945.

 

[epags]

I know a guy who claims he can put a bullet through the same hole in a target all day long at 100 yards with his budget AR. Once I asked him to show me but wouldn't you know it, scope got bumped or something cuz he wasn't even on paper.
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Where I come from that would have been 'a sucker bet'.
Just shoot at the target once to get a hole in it and then shoot as many times as the bet calls for but shoot over or under the paper. That kind of deception is why there are backing targets behind the front target in order to verify the next shot in competition shoots.

 

[epags]

In a place far far away and at a time long long ago, someone had just arrived at a small island for a one year remote tour. Bringing your own firearms was not an issue since it was so long ago. At the dump with his iron sighted 30-06 which he had not shot more than 5 times a bird lands on some debris and he (in front of a number of other shooters) does a snap shot and there is nothing but feathers. He wisely unloads and puts the rifle away. "The new Lt is a person not to mess with". LOL

 

[Lennyjoe]

What, you can't hit a golf ball at 200?

Actually 275 yards…….with my driver

 

[MrBorland]

I’m so steady and my trigger control so good, I can balance a coin on the barrel on edge while cycling the action

 

[Thomas Mayberry]

Fine examples of "first liar doesn't stand a chance".

 

[WVRJ]

A couple of us heard the story about hitting shotgun shells at 25 yards and decided to try it at my little range at my house,but instead of a fixed sight revolver,we shot scoped 22 rifles.I was shooting my Remington 541S with a 3.5X10 Leupold scope on it.Offhand with a sling,I could hit a 12 gauge shotgun shell 2 out of 5 times on average.The other guys were also shooting decent guns with good scopes,and one of them was better than me,and the other didn't do quite as well,but we were all a long way from hitting them every time with a 22 six shooter.I've shot pistols at the man sized targets used in CCW qualifying at 100 yards and if I'm having a good day with my best pistol(Sig P210 Target),I can keep all my shots on the target,but certainly no better than that shooting unsupported.I haven't tried it one handed like some of the bullseye disciplines,but I couldn't imagine it would be very pretty.I've had guys scoff at us for shooting at golf balls at 15 yards,saying anybody oughta be able to do that,but when offered the chance to try it,they're always changing the subject.A golf ball measures 1 5/8 inches,which is a pretty small target at 15 yards with an iron sighted 22 pistol.At least it's small to me.

 

[Seedy Character]

I had not bow hunted in 10 years, due to having a cancerous tumor removed from my right forearm. The muscle had been cut and pulling a was very painful.

I decided to buy a crossbow. Was at work and talking how much I liked the crossbow, was really looking forward to deer season.

A co-worker starts in on how a crossbow is an unfair advantage. Real men use a long bow. He shoots the exact same bow that his Great-great-grandfather hunted buffalo with.

He used hand made cedar arrows and could hit a softball at 200 yards. He had shot 1 deer at 450 yards, the deer was running and he had to lead it 26 1/2' for a perfect heart shot. 27' and he would miss. 26' and he would have a gut shot deer to track. But, it was an easy shot for him, since he shot 100 arrows every day and had using that bow for 40 years, since he was 2 years old and had killed his first deer at 4 years old.