First lame-arse excuse is, I was coming down with the flu and chose to ignore that unavoidable fact in the excitement of completing the initial assemble of a LR308 and going to the range. Mentally, I was able to count to potato, and my nose had been replaced by a mucous valve stuck wide open.
The range was crowded, but I got a table and proceeded to go thru a lengthy, inaccurate bore-sighting process. After messing around for about 30 min, I took it into the clubhouse and the rangemaster did his boresighting, and it appeared I was about 40 clicks off combined v/h combined--wow.
Back to the bench, assemble the rifle, wow again, look at all the people just standing around watching, waiting for a table, get the rifle set-up for some dry-fire, 1, 2, on the third bolt reset the fine optic puked itself off the rifle clattering to the stone table. Hopefully I don't become some epic youtube video rifleman fail. I just packed it up and left before anyone came up with some good lines.
I guess when weakened by the flu, don't trust your seat-of-the-pants torque feel. The optic is fine; ACOGS need intentional abuse to go south. Whether I can show my face at the range again is debatable. Yeah I used Loctite.
Ah well, back to the flu.
The range was crowded, but I got a table and proceeded to go thru a lengthy, inaccurate bore-sighting process. After messing around for about 30 min, I took it into the clubhouse and the rangemaster did his boresighting, and it appeared I was about 40 clicks off combined v/h combined--wow.
Back to the bench, assemble the rifle, wow again, look at all the people just standing around watching, waiting for a table, get the rifle set-up for some dry-fire, 1, 2, on the third bolt reset the fine optic puked itself off the rifle clattering to the stone table. Hopefully I don't become some epic youtube video rifleman fail. I just packed it up and left before anyone came up with some good lines.
I guess when weakened by the flu, don't trust your seat-of-the-pants torque feel. The optic is fine; ACOGS need intentional abuse to go south. Whether I can show my face at the range again is debatable. Yeah I used Loctite.
Ah well, back to the flu.



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