What was best/luckiest shot you ever made?

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Got two of them

Shot #1 - doe at 120 yards off hand with 44mag. Desert Eagle. Spine shot. Dropped in her tracks. When I got to here she was bleating so I was going to put her out of her misery and shot point blank three times - and MISSED!!!!!!

Shot #2 - 400 Yards running doe off hand three shots with 300 Win.mag Browning BAR. 1st shot creased her chest. Second shot complete miss. 3rd shot dropped in here tracks. Waited until friend came and showed him the spot. He spotted me to the location across the hollar and guess what - it was a 6 point.
 
It might not be all that impressive skill-wise, but maybe lucky... even so, I think it's my favorite shot of all time:

A few years ago, a friend of mine ended up with a Lance Bass bobblehead doll. He gave it to me on the condition that I shoot it at one of our range days. I forgot about it for a while, but found it again last year. It was only about 50 yards out, but the first .22 round from my Winchester Model 61 hit it right in the nose. The head split into 3 parts that all sailed very nicely in different directions. The results are what made it so perfect :D

A close 2nd would have to be my first ever shot from my self-assembled AR. Hit a waterbottle @100 yards with the iron sights. Very satisfying.
 
SWAT Training, transitioning from the long gun to pistol (simulating primary weapon malfunction) while moving through an obstacle course. AR-15, 16" barrel, 55gr ball. Range 2.25 inches. AR hanging on a single point Chalker sling attached to a heavy entry armor vest. 6"x9" utility pouch attached with velcro on bottom right of vest.

Fired and made my shots with the AR and dropped it on the sling. Had my pistol in hand and was on the way to getting on target. My AR's trigger lined up perfectly with a corner of the utility pouch where the velcro was old and had curled up by 1/4". The corner slipped oh so delicately past the trigger guard, took up the trigger and executed the perfect surprise trigger break. The muzzle was lined up with my left knee. The bullet entered my leg just above my kneecap, threaded the needle of my knee joint, zipping just behind my kneecap and in front of the rest of the joint and popped out just below my kneecap. The bullet missed everything important but the edge of one ligament.

30 days later I returned to light duty. 60 days later I was back on patrol. 90 days later I was back to SWAT duty status.

Getting shot hurts, but the morphine makes it almost worthwhile ;)
 
About 5 years ago when I was in medic school. Each morning I got home around 8 am after being up all night, and every morning a crow would caw outside my window for hours at a time. I couldnt sleep.
After about a month of this I decided to assasinate him. Got my cheapie .22 air rifle, and hit him in the head from about 40 yards. He thudded down the tree and then it was WWIII as hundereds of his buddies went crazy.
Slept great after that.
 
Sort of like photography. The more pics you take, the more are spectacular.

After shooting for about 60 years, I've had my share... birds on wires, running jacks with an M1917 Colt, incoming double on ducks, two prairie dogs with one shot at 200 yards.... most of the time nobody was around. Except for my retriever on the incoming double. And she couldn't testify to it.

But the one that really sticks in my mind didn't have anything to do with guns.

Back in college in the sixties, I was working on an Austin Healy Sprite in the driveway of a house my buds and I had rented. Just as I was finishing up, a guy who was visiting one of my roomates came up to chat with me.

He knew I was into edged weapons and started to ask me about them and was specifically interested in throwing knives. "What about the balance?" was one of his first questions.

I told him balance was a bit of a legend, that you could throw just about any knife if you did it right.

I don't know whatever the heck made me do it, but I said, "Here, I'll show you."

Now you gotta remember that the following took about 2 seconds.

I picked up a long heavy screwdriver I'd been using, flipped it in my hand so I held it by the blade end, hefted it briefly to kind of "feel" how to hold it, adjusted it in my hand accordingly, and threw it at a 4 x 4 fencepost about thirty feet away.

Chunk! Dead effing center right in the effing middle of the whitewashed effing post.

"Holy XXXX!" he exclaimed.

"There, see?" I said as I bent over the engine so he couldn't see that my own eyes were wider than his, and I nonchalantly held the throttle open a little while I started the engine with the mechanic's hand starter button.

He looked back and forth several times between me and the screwdriver stuck in the post.

And my legend grew.

But I couldn't do that again in a hundred tries.

I revved the engine casually a couple of times, then stalled it out by covering the intake of the carb with my hand.

"There. That ought to do it," I remarked as I started to put my tools back in the box. Would you get that screwdriver for me?"

"Sure. Wow! I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it!" I was pleased to see he had a little trouble pulling the screwdriver out of the post. I looked at the hole later and it had gone in about 3/4 inch.

I put the air cleaner back on and thubscrewed it down while he brought the screwdriver back to me, shaking his head all the way.

Well, maybe ninety-nine tries.
 
Two lucky ones for me.

A couple of years ago I was at an outdoor range with my wife and another shooting couple. We were shooting at USPSA type cardboard targets at about 10-12 yards. Hot summer day, flies around. A fly is on my target, and as everyone was watching, I aimed my Glock 19 and fired, and the round went right through the fly. Perfect shot. Could never do it again.

But that day it was perfect!!!

When I lived in the stix in northern California on the side of a canyon, I killed a ground squirrel who peeked out at me from his hidey-hole. I was in a barn about 10 or 15 yards away with a Colt CO2 powered 1911 pellet pistol. One shot right through the eye. WOW!!! Never did it again.......
 
I have a buddy who shoots really good, so I thought if it made him laugh and go "Gosh" it might be worth mentioning.
We were shooting clay pigeons. I had a borrowed over/under 20ga. One clay disk flew out into the sky. I fired and hit it. I saw one tiny remnant of it, falling. Just for grins, I took a quick aim and shot and hit it. I really didn't think I would hit it. It was really small. All this happened in about 2 seconds. Boom boom.
That's when he laughed, turned to another buddy and said "Gosh! Did you see that?"
I really don't think I could ever do that again if I tried. Just a lucky hit.
 
We had some cans set up at about ~30 yards and were doing some pistol shooting...There was one can left and my SP01 was in its holster, and I just said, "this is how you do things" and drew and shot from the hip and spun the can up in the air.

My buddy was laughing is a$$ off and I kept a straight face the whole time like "whats the big deal, I can do that all day long." :D
 
I was probably 3 or 4 years old and eating dinner at Pizza Hut with my parents. My dad was teaching me the fine art of "shooting" the paper wrapper off of a drinking straw and had just blown the wrapper on his straw across the booth and hit my mom. He took my straw, tore an end off the wrapper, and handed it back for me to try. I took a breath, blew, and the wrapper took off like a rocket. After flying about 2 or 3 feet, it made a u-turn, sailed across the booth behind us, and hit an elderly gentleman squarely between the eyes. :uhoh: :eek: The wrapper stuck to the sweat on his brow and just hung there motionless as he stared crosseyed at it. I think his wife sprayed half of her drink thru her nose she was laughing so hard, as was everyone else in the restaurant. Luckily, the gentleman had a very good sense of humor and joined in on the laugh after the initial shock wore off.

As for lucky shots with firearms..... anything I hit with a handgun I consider a lucky shot.... :)
 
At a pin shoot at my club there were a couple of guys who were really in to it. One of them had spent the morning showing off his pin gun, a Para Ord high cap, he was saying he had $1200 into the gun. I was paired with him, shooting an Essex framed GI parts gun with better sights and a spray painted black finish that was chipping. Gun looks like heck but is utterly reliable, it will feed empty shells from the magazine.

Anyway, we get up to shoot, I can see the guy giving my gun a disdainful look. The timer goes <beep> and I clean the table-bangbangbangbangbang, that quick. Dude with the money gun was literally standing here with his mouth open.

Another time I was home visting and dropped by the range, they were having a tactical handgun shoot. i asked if I could shoot a stage, I borrowed a friends .45 ACP S&W revolver, 3" barrel, moon clips. I'd never shot it before. the stage is seated, at a table. Draw the gun, hit a mini popper, two shots at a B-27 target, then knock down another mini popper. I did it just like the pins -pop<clang> pop pop pop<clang>- and hit the B-27 twice- once center mass and once right, perfectly, between the eyes. the next two stages I couldn't hit anything with that gun.:banghead:
 
One day in rural NE Nevada we were on a dirt road and traveling slow and spotted a pheasant standing in the road about 75 yards distant. Had my K-22 which I'm no ace at shooting. Stopped, said what the hell, give it a go. Aimed high, took the shot and the the bird dropped dead. I thought the thing must have had a heart attack or just simply was ready to die. Hit him right thru the neck just below the head. I could try that 100,000 more times and never do it again cause I simply don't shoot that well.
 
My best shot was shooting at an empty shotgun shell from 100 yards with my Savage MKII in 17HM2. Took the primer out with one shot. :D
 
I was probably 3 or 4 years old and eating dinner at Pizza Hut with my parents. My dad was teaching me the fine art of "shooting" the paper wrapper off of a drinking straw and had just blown the wrapper on his straw across the booth and hit my mom. He took my straw, tore an end off the wrapper, and handed it back for me to try. I took a breath, blew, and the wrapper took off like a rocket. After flying about 2 or 3 feet, it made a u-turn, sailed across the booth behind us, and hit an elderly gentleman squarely between the eyes. The wrapper stuck to the sweat on his brow and just hung there motionless as he stared crosseyed at it. I think his wife sprayed half of her drink thru her nose she was laughing so hard, as was everyone else in the restaurant. Luckily, the gentleman had a very good sense of humor and joined in on the laugh after the initial shock wore off.
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Now THAT'S Cool!:)
 
Two good ones......

Last stage of an IDPA match that I was shooting terribly in. The stage was a quick simple drill. At the buzzer, draw and fire 5 shots at a single target about 7 yards away then engage with one head shot. Limited count so six was all you get.
I drew, fired all six shots as quickly as I could figuring I had already botched the match so may as well get it over with as quickly as possible.
My first five shots were one ragged hole and I center punched the head shot.....


Sighting in a pellet gun in my backyard at our previous house. I bought a crappy red dot sight and finally got tired of trying to find it's wandering zero so I just took it off. No sooner had I gotten it off than a fat crow landed on the power line. I was so ticked off at the red dot sight I just threw the (non-sighted in) pellet gun to my shoulder and fired in the general direction of the crow. He dropped like a stone on the first shot. I was pretty surprised at the damage the .22 caliber pellet did to the crow.


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I guess this story should fit this thread;

Once upon a time in a land far, far away.....wait..wrong story.

Many years ago when my chirens was youngins, I took them to a local campground for some summer fun. The campground has a very large lake that is open to fishing and skiing, so I brought my small flatboat along. Soon after arriving at out site, I unloaded the truck and set off to launch the boat and bring it around to the beach at our site. As I was unloading our stuff, my oldest son(about 12 at the time) says, "hey dad, look at all the squirrels around here, I should have brought my pellet rifle!" I told him, "Son, the city folk come here to see wildlife, you can't shoot the squirrels." Then I went on to launch the boat. 15-20 minutes later, I pull up to our site in my boat and get out only to find my son cleaning a squirrel! I said, "Boy, what's going on? Didn't I say you cannot kill the squirrels? He said, "You said I can't SHOOT the squirrels, I hit this one with a rock! Sure enough, my wife and other adults that saw him do it verified what he did. He saw a squirrel on a branch and picked up a piece of blacktop from the side of the camper pad and threw it at the squirrel and hit him square on the head and killed him. He spent the rest of the week throwing rocks at squirrels, and of course he never came close again.

The boys did eat the squirrel for supper that night! More hot dogs and burgers for me!!
 
I shot a relatively high-flying sparrow with a 22 rifle when I was 18. Pure dumb luck. I hated my self for that.
 
My best shot was actually with my bow, a Hoyt Pro-Vantage, and while sighting in after about 6 XX75s, I shot a bullseye. The next shot sounded funny and I couldn't see it. After a little looking around I realized I shot it into the last arrow. The trophy cost me 2 arrows but it hangs above me in the computer room.

Best, or at least most memorable with a firearm was with a model 60 Marlin on a frog hunt. My BIL pointed one out and I quickly shot. The frog flew up into the air landing on his back on a cluster of lily pads with his arms (or front legs) folded across his chest. The picture needed only a lily poking up from his crossed arms to be perfect.
 
Once at the range, the guy next to me was shooting like...well, like a guy who really needs lessons. Glock 23 ("Glock forty"), of course. Anyhow, I was reloading, and I suggested that he move his weak hand so it was on the grip rather than around his wrist.

He glared at me and said, "it's the stupid gun. I'd like to see you do better."

:evil: :evil:

Granted, I knew I wouldn't have to shoot THAT well to shut him up, so I took the pistol, rolled the target out to ~20yds, took a breath, and raised the almighty Glock forty, one-handed. As soon as the sight was on target, I fired once.

Dead. Center. Bullseye.

I unloaded the gun, looked him square in the eye and said, "well, it's not the gun." I'm sure I had a nice, smarmy smirk on my face when it happened.

Heck, with my vision, I can barely SEE the bullseye at that range. It's a real test of my skill to group ~3" at that range two-handed. Of course, I didn't tell him that. :cool:
 
My Best Lucky Shot

I was about 16 deer hunting with a double barreled shotgun and rifled slugs. I killed an 8 point buck that was jumping over a fence at probably 50 yards. One shot in the heart. It cleared the fence and dropped dead just on the other side.
 
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My luckiest shot is hitting a mosiquito once.

Did I mention that they were thicker than peanut butter?:neener::D
 
I was walking across my backyard and spotted the fierce predator across the way. My weapon? An outdated Daisy BB gun that had bad rings so it didn't matter if you pumped it once or twenty-one times.
The gun was hanging on on my side & in one fluid motion. . .raising the gun up to sight, shooting through a chain link fence, I hit what I thought was a leaf but my buddy, that witnessed my marksmanship, yelled "you hit it". Upon inspection there it was, I had hit a hummingbird with a head shot from 30-35yds away.
 
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