Discussion in 'General Gun Discussions' started by R.W.Dale, Apr 7, 2012.
I was 14 years old
Guess what------------------YOU AIN'T MY OLD MAN-----
Not any kind of awesome calssic but driving a golf ball with a .357 magnum iron is nice.
Also, the day I crancked out a batch of E German surplus Makarov at an unrepairable oven and kept finding theses dinky mushroom shaped steel things in the back areas of the stove was interesting. Next time I saw the guy who sold it to me at a gun show, he said he found out after the fact the ammo had a steel penetrator core and Customs botched letting it in. He also said it was all gone. Damn I was mad I had blown the lot of what I had!
My buddy and I used to hunt mice with our Crosman BB guns at night in his chicken barn .We would get one of those D cell flashlights with the magnet on the side stuck to the side of the barrel. We shot a lot of mice this way.
My favorite has always been the same hole the last bullet went through.
full paint cans fly pretty high when shot with a 223
Sighting in my M1A Scout rifle a fly landed on the target...
The first time I did this was pretty cool too.
Putting a round into the kitchen wall by accident, that's one I will never forget.
First time shooting an M-1 Garand, using Nosler Ballistic Tip hunting ammunition, turned an over-ripe watermelon into a fine red mist.
Once the melon got too ripe the insides turned to water that conducted the shockwave much better than a regular melon would. Nothing left, no rind, no chunks, just juice all over my backstop.
Was shooting steel plate with a H iPower a few years ago. Every few mins I would stop and re-spraypaint the targets with white paint and would place the can about 5-6 feet to the side of the target.
As I was cleaning up, I picked up the spray paint can and it dowsed my holstered pistol rather well. Apparently lead bullets splatter to the side and had penetrated the can unknownst to me. Good thing gun oil acts as a good paint remover.
I have two. The first I was aroused the ripe age of 10 and I shot the bottom of a soda can with my bb gun. The bb ricocheted off the can and shattered the tempered glass front door. My mother who was in the chair that was closet to the door still brings it up.
The second and most recent was this past summer the dillos had been tearing up my yard for a while and I finaly got a shot, so I grabbed my 590 swapped the #4 buck for a 3" slug and proceed to make one hell of a mess. That day I learned firsthand about hydraulic pressure. The shell contains all the blast forcing all the soft stuff out the bottom.
A certain book that if named might drive a billion people totally bonkers.
My bed. My wife didn't think that was too funny. Nor did I think the trigger job some yahoo did on my Colt Combat Commader I recently purchased was very funny either. It wasn't a bullet but that same 1911 succeeded in firing its barrel pushing through the target too.
In the spring of '65, working mineral exploration, I took two pals (for muscle) and a single Otter aircraft on floats across Great Slave Lake (NWT) to recover a small diesel generator left behind when a winter diamond-drill camp closed down.
The drill crew also left behind thirteen 50-pound cases of nitro dynamite, from which liquid nitroglycerine was leaking (i.e.: we are NOT putting this stuff on that airplane!)
I scattered 100 blasting caps around the powder inside one case, and we piled the other cases around/behind it.
Backing off 100 yards, I shot that case repeatedly with a .30-06 rifle.....nothing happened.
Then I tried it with a .44 magnum, hoping that the 'fatter' bullets would have a better chance of hitting a cap. Nada.
You want to see a flinch? Expecting 650 pounds of dynamite to explode on every shot.... THAT will give anyone a flinch!
(I ended-up capping and fusing one stick in one case, a which we lowered into about six feet of water at the pothole's edge. The other cases were placed around it, and I lit the six-minute/ten-foot fuse. A column of water and "loonsh--" went a couple hundred feet in the air.....and came down on the airplane! We had to wash the machine, handing up buckets of water to the pilot, who scrubbed the top surfaces with a broom. Let it be said that he was not pleased. Good thing he was a pal of mine....at least until then.)
Yep, I can EASILY recall fighting the flinch tendency on each shot....a very memorable target indeed.
Would have to be shooting a perfect score 5 X's....a 50...off hand with my flintlock .54cal, patch round ball at 50 yrds in front of witnesses.
The commets were...."If I were you, I would never fire a gun again, I believe you've just reached your pinnicle".
A fraternity brother has a family farm not too far from where we went to college. When we make it back there we usually go out shooting after we recover from the drinking. There are several bowling alleys in town and at least one will give you boxes of used bowling pins for free. The farm also happens to have a few hedge apple trees.
I discovered that at 100 yards, a hedge apple will explode like a pineapple grenade when shot with a 7mm RM. I also discovered that a 7mm RM is capable of completely stripping the plastic case off of a bowling pin if you knock it over and shoot the rim on the bottom.
A small plate target at 100y during a Gunsite Alumni Shoot. COS consisted of a hammer to a close target followed by a precise shot on the plate. With a 1911. Did it in just over 4 seconds and hit the plate on the first shot. This moved me up 20 or more places in the overall match. Other shooters in my squad were expending multiple magazines trying to hit it.
My secret? Practice at up to 200 yds with that same 1911.
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