I suppose that
the longer you have been shooting and the more varied your shooting activities, the more "best shot" stories you have. Apparently I have done a lot of shooting cause I have several.
1) about 15 years ago I was at the range practicing silhouette shooting when a couple of guys drive in wanting to do a little practice with a new Colt Mustang that one of them had bought to take with him to Kuwait as a backup gun. He was a doctor in the reserve and had been called up to active duty during Desert Storm.He showed it to me and I said that it was fine gun to which the guy says yeah but only if you stick it the guys guts and pull the trigger. To make this story as short as possible, I respond by taking out my Mustang 380 and fired 5 shots at the 5 rams standing at 100 yards, knocking all 5 down.
No I did not do it again.
2) I was at a silhouette match in New York the day before the match started trying to get in some practice along with the other competitors. There was another shooter who was very good and he was one of those who always push the limit when it comes to equipment. He and a couple other guys were working on some new sights and he was there trying them out at 100 yards on chickens. For those who don't know, the chickens are fairly small and are usually set at 40 yards. Just to make this clear, even without the fancy equipment this guy was a very good shooter, appreciably better than me, but I have my moments. He had 10 chickens set at 100 yards and I asked if he minded if I shot them too and he said that was fine. I went 4 for 5 and he didn't do nearly as well. I put the guns up for the night.
3) A couple years back we were having a 5 man team shoot at our range and afterword I was running the "egg shoot". We had eggs hung on strings at 50 and 100 yards. You paid $1 for 3 shots which you had to fire off hand. You shot at the 50 yard eggs till you broke one at which point you had to shoot at the eggs at 100. There was a slight wind blowing so the eggs were not always stationary. Each egg was worth one point and the shooter with the most points would win the pot. The pot got up to $26 and several shooters were tied with 1 point. I had been begging for someone to "show us how its done" when someone says why don't you do it. I say fine, step to the line with my Savage BVSS in 223 and say let me show you how it's done. I hit all 3 eggs, turn around smile at the crowd and say that is how you do it and picked up the money.
4) About 10 years ago, Christmas day, my brother in law and I had each gotten guns for christmas presents and we were out in my parents back yard doing a little shooting. We didn't have any real targets so were shooting at small rocks and such. My dad lives out in the woods and there is nothing out there but woods. There was a tall pine out about 75 yards from where we were standing and it had a branch pointed straight up at the top. I took my new scoped Ruger Mark II pistol and removed that branch. My brother in law called it a lucky shot so I removed 2 more branches for him to prove it wasn't.
5) The most recent was about 2 years ago. A friend of mine had bought an AR-15 and had not been having much luck with it. He wanted me to shoot it to see if the problem was him or the rifle. I had some ammo with me that shot very well in my Savage and decided to use that instead of the milsurp stuff he had. The rifle was unscoped and the ammo was too long to fit in the mag so I had to fire it single shot. We didn't even have a spotting scope with us so I just fired five shots and we walked to the target. I had put all five under one half inch with 4 of them making one ragged little hole, no lie. I still have that target stuck on my safe.
The unfortunate part of thisstory is the guy offered to sell me that rifle a couple weeks later and I didn't have the money for it, so he sold it to someone else.:banghead:
heading out squirrel hunting with 22s' a dove flew over, Dan'l plugged him one shot. I said okay do it again. He said "no more doves". My luckiest shot was jacklighting rabbits on the pecan farm we were renting a house on. Using a 22 revolver of unknown vintage I took a shot at a spotlighted rabbit at about 30 feet. When I shot the eye vanished. Everyone said I missed till I walked over and picked up the rabbit. In the right eye and out the left.
