Discussion in 'Handguns: General Discussion' started by Alte Schule, Sep 20, 2020.
Ha! I hope you were using "enough gun." I mean, I hope you didn't just "wing" him.
My bud and I could hit clay birds all day long, when they rested on the 100 yard backstop. With scopes, from sandbags of course.
Horse fly landed on the target - 15 yards with full size M&P 9.
I couldn't believe it, a hole where the fly once was and a little blood spot.
I contributed it to the Montana Golds
Consistently meaning 6-7 rounds out of a 10rd load out.
Started at 10 yards on a steel target, and moved back 5 yards until you missed.
Made it 90 yards, which I thought was decent using such small pistols.
I hit the can, which still had pressure, so it launched into the air propelled by the jet of gas coming out the bullet hole.
Several friends stood by and witnessed it, as they'd expended several rounds each with larger .22 pistols trying to hit it too. My lucky shot of the day, it would seem.
I pulled over, leaned on the hood and took the shot much to my surprise the crow did a spiral trip to the ground!
I reloaded, holstered and of course received the "Lucky Shot" spiel. All I said was that's skill!
The second was when I shot a feral cat right between the eyes (about 50 yards) with a .38 wad cutter. It popped both eyes out.
Looks like he's still twitching the tail.
We were ice fishing at our grandparents friends cabin on a very remote lake in Central Wisconsin.
Nothing was happening, no fish biting and I had my Rigarmi-Brescia .25 ACP in my pocket. (Only handgun i had at the age of 13, and NO I wasnt supposed to have it either) It was around noon
We were up on the porch, well elevated above the lake, and no tip ups flags were going off, so i decided that Id kill boredom and shoot at the furthest tip up away to see if I could set the flag off. Odds would seem impossible..
We were talking about 200 yards away.
I aimed about 6 feet above it, or perhaps a little more.....squeezed one off and nailed it on the first shot, hit the metal rod and bent it at a slight angle, and the flag went up.
Better yet, we found the slug on the ice right in front of the tip up like it was carefully set there.
I was planning on trying to see where the slugs were hitting, and then dial it higher or lower almost like a mortar, but nailed it first try. I still cant believe it to this day.
It is. The mouth was also opening and closing.
At least that is what my uncle tells me happened.
Dang it should have killed the bird, but didn't hurt him...how far did he fly after all that?
Also, I have never been a good southpaw shooter, or single handed shooter for that matter. I always had the shakes since I can remember. Anyhow, I never shoot well lefty but I was packing up to leave the range one day and one of the last things I had to pick up to leave was my pistol case and I noticed I had 3 loose 9mm rounds in my case. I was in a rush to get somewhere but my OCD wouldn't let me leave them loose to rattle around so I popped em in the mag and very quickly at 25 yards planted 3 shots onto a 6 inch circular steel plate southpaw, single handed.
Probably less than a second between each shot. I wasn't terribly focused but apparently well aimed because I consider that pretty good southpaw shooting. Maybe a fluke, idk. I like to think being out of the zone put me in the zone somehow....
I missed. Amazing.
Happy New Year!
The story is the bird went another ten or fifteen yards before granddad shot him in the head.
Golf ball a sandpit and any hand gun = Fun .I have made that shot a very few times mostly with a Phoenix Arms 22 and once with my 45 Blackhawk.
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