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Went to the rifle range Sunday with a couple of friends.
Several people asked, after seing the targets with rather impressive groups and looking over the Bushmaster Varminter, what's it like to shoot? So I thought about it, and gave various accounts, but thought I'd try to write up what it actually feels like here:
The Varminter is such a stress reliever! It generates it's own stress, but it's good stress. This is what it's like:
The rifle is obviously intimidating and powerful looking. It also has this dominating mystique to it. Here's this non-PC evil black high powered assault sniper rifle that will shoot the Space Shuttle's nuts off at 3,000 miles, or at least that's the rumor.
So you settle down behind this thing's scope. The magnification is at 24x, you're so zoomed in that the reticule is bouncing with your heartbeat. You tighten your finger a touch on the trigger, and you know it's about to break. You're fighting the crosshairs, trying to keep them in the center of the bull's eye that's a hundred yards away while trying to time your breathing with your thudding heart and the swinging, bouncing reticule, which is starting to disappear in a gray haze as your mind begins to force a tunnel vision effect within the scope. Then, it's almost like you will the trigger to break, and Boom. The rifle kicks around a bit, a plume of dust erupts up behind the target stand, and when everything settles down, you see a little black hole in the target. Then you exhale. Repeat as necessary.
That's what it's all about. The Hokey-Pokey ain't got nothing on this!
Several people asked, after seing the targets with rather impressive groups and looking over the Bushmaster Varminter, what's it like to shoot? So I thought about it, and gave various accounts, but thought I'd try to write up what it actually feels like here:
The Varminter is such a stress reliever! It generates it's own stress, but it's good stress. This is what it's like:
The rifle is obviously intimidating and powerful looking. It also has this dominating mystique to it. Here's this non-PC evil black high powered assault sniper rifle that will shoot the Space Shuttle's nuts off at 3,000 miles, or at least that's the rumor.
So you settle down behind this thing's scope. The magnification is at 24x, you're so zoomed in that the reticule is bouncing with your heartbeat. You tighten your finger a touch on the trigger, and you know it's about to break. You're fighting the crosshairs, trying to keep them in the center of the bull's eye that's a hundred yards away while trying to time your breathing with your thudding heart and the swinging, bouncing reticule, which is starting to disappear in a gray haze as your mind begins to force a tunnel vision effect within the scope. Then, it's almost like you will the trigger to break, and Boom. The rifle kicks around a bit, a plume of dust erupts up behind the target stand, and when everything settles down, you see a little black hole in the target. Then you exhale. Repeat as necessary.
That's what it's all about. The Hokey-Pokey ain't got nothing on this!
