Your best shot with a handgun intentional or not

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Coyote at 150 yards with a Pacific Island/battlefield pick up Colt 1911A1. Took one shot, thinking I'd see the dirt kick up below him, and then start "walking them in." First shot, dropped like a rock.
 
I went to the range one day with a Ruger Super Single Six that had the 22 mag cylinder installed. I was shooting Winchester 22WRF 45gr. Ammo. I loaded my first cylinder with 5 rounds, shooting at a 3” shoot and see stick on placed at 25 yards I shot all 5 rounds into quarter size group standing, no rest, and a 2 hand hold. The fella next to me said” If I were you I would pack everything up and head home and savor the moment. So I did.
 
In my range days I built up two "bench rest" .22s. A Beretta 76 and a Ruger mark I target. The barrels were shrouded (to say the least) to weigh as much as possible. The little Beretta weighed over 5lbs.

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.
 
Jonesy714 beat me to it.......

2011-
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 :thumbup:
 
I don't really have a "scratch my head shot" but I have a couple guns with iron sights that I can hit 9x11" plates at 100yrds with pretty consistently.

Consistently meaning 6-7 rounds out of a 10rd load out.
 
When I was a kid we lived in a rural area in Michigan. My Shepard King and I were walking through the field behind my house when we flushed a Nest of young Pheasants Just old enough to Fly. One of them landed In a low branch of a small tree quite a ways off. I of Course Had My Trusty Daisy CO2 powered BB Pistole with me. I remember thinking there is no way I could hit that Pheasant as far away as he was. Then I thought what the Hell. When I shot it fell dead instantly, and my Shepard ran over picked it up and brought it back to me. Which also started his illustrious Career as The best Pheasant Dog I have ever seen LOL.
 
Nothing spectacular. The best I’ve ever done was a “walk back” using Sig 365’s.

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 can't remember all the details from over 20 years ago, but it involved my Beretta 21A and shooting a spray paint can floating in quarry water below the small cliff I was standing on.

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.
 
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No spectacular Ed McGivern stuff but during my USMC days I went to the range with a friend from the unit and I brought my Series 70 GM in .45 acp. We did the usual paper targets at 25 yards, then I picked out a rock about foot square on the bank of the 100 yd berm, settled the sights on top of it and started dinging it with regularity using whatever we were shooting that day. He was completely amazed. This guy was the unit armorer and rebuilt 1911's all day and never knew they were capable of hitting something intentionally at 100 yards.
 
I have had two, the first was about a few weeks after being issued new S&W mod 66's, (.357 mag) I was out with two friends riding the back roads and saw a crow perched in a tall tree about 85-100 yards out.
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.
 
Gonna sound really stupid, it was boredom happening, but it was a rediculous shot...
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.
 
Probably 25 or so years back, lived just outside of a small town in Texas, on occasion, bothered by skunks...heard my dogs greetings something in the back yard, got a whiff of Skunk, grabbed my Blackhawk, loaded with my Keith type lead and sashayed out to scare skunk away from the house. Flashlight caught a shining pair of eyes, so I popped a quick .357 that way...didn't notice anything new, went back in the house. Next morning, found dead skunk...hit in the mouth, exited the tail...not a lot of skunk to bury. Surprised me almost as much as it did the skunk.
 
My grandfather supposedly used his revolver to shoot a pheasant as it flew out of a cornfield. The wadcutter went down the bird's throat and digestive tract and exited out the rear end without hurting the bird.

At least that is what my uncle tells me happened. ;)
 
My grandfather supposedly used his revolver to shoot a pheasant as it flew out of a cornfield. The wadcutter went down the bird's throat and digestive tract and exited out the rear end without hurting the bird.

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?
 
hit the gong at 225 yrds with my ruger SRH with I think my first or second shot. with the range quiet you even hear the hit. I got the elevation right but I was aiming for the gong next to it hanging from the same holder. the range officers were impressed and said that if it was one of the other range officers "Frank" that did that, he wouldn't mention he was aiming for the other one, ha ha! but it wasn't hard to walk your rounds into those gongs with the berm right behind them.
 
Well I don't know if it qualifies as my best but I certainly felt good about ringing a 10" steel plate at 50 yards with a .450 marlin revolver. I hadn't ever shot one before and the guy at the range who insisted I shoot it had me convinced that I was gonna bonk my noggin with it. In reality it wasn't so bad, he said the muzzle flips 90° for everybody, it didn't even hardly break 45° for me and the guy was astonished that the plate sang on every cylinder. I liked it. I think they were pretty stout 350 grainers IIRC.

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....
 
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This one time, I was cleaning out the barn and my dad come out and he says, "Boy, shoot that barn".
I missed. Amazing.
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Years ago I went out west to visit a friend. His family had a bunch of milsurps and we made plans to go out to his local range. At some point a Walther P1 was produced. For whatever reason, I loaded the gun and decocked it before lining up the sights. Scattered all over the range as targets were a bunch of golf balls so I lined up on one about 7 yards away and hauled back on the trigger (the double action pull being tremendous on the P1). To my surprise the golf ball shot up in the air about 3-4 feet, then suddenly rocketed away from the firing line. With the trigger pull requiring as much force as it did, I had flubbed the shot and actually squeezed off 2 shots. The second shot had miraculously connected with the golf ball as it floated in front of me (which we confirmed when we retrieved the ball). Everyone was pretty impressed. I knew I couldn't make a shot like that again if I wanted to.

Fast forward a few years and I was at an indoor range with MY P1. Again there were golf balls on the ground. We were happily blasting away at the balls, trying to drive them to the backstop when I loaded a fresh magazine and decocked my P1. My first shot hit the golf ball, the second (accidental) shot again got away from me. Wouldn't you know, it hit the airborne golf ball again!

I have shot quite a few golf balls over the years. They make challenging targets, particularly at longer ranges. Only on those 2 occasions have I had them change direction mid-flight. I should also add, I own a variety of DA/SA guns and I can't recall any other time the SA shot got away from me like it did on both of those days. Just one (or two in this case) of those things!
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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