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So I went out shooting today. I went down to the Garland Public Range today. Pretty busy but I got a lane quickly. Got my stuff setup and waited for the line break. The guy next to me was shooting an SBR that looked to have been chambered in 7.62x39, but it was jamming like crazy.
After the line break, I get back to the bench and bust out the PMAGs. I go through 90 rds and take my time. Line break comes and I go out to check the target. The guy on the other side puts up his target and asks me what site I am using. I told him irons and he was like "Really?" since I had just about everything in the 9 and 10 rings. Heading back to the bench he had a pretty nice setup with a good scope. I finished off another 60 rds and packed up the rifle stuff to go out and get my pistolas. I find a lane (again pretty busy on the pistol side), and as I am waiting I strike a conversation with the gent next to me. He noticed that I was rocking the 1911, and said that he was glad someone else besides him was shooting a .45. I mention that I had the .40 as well and he shrugged and said "At least it ain't nonna that pu**y 9mm." and I had to stifle a laugh. I asked what he was shooting and he said "A suppressed 1911" and I was slightly shocked and said "Wow, nice" and hten he asked if I wanted to shoot it. HELL YEAH! So I got to shoot my first suppressed 1911.
So I shoot all my stuff and gather up the gear and head out, there is a line out the door and and down the walk way to get in.
I <3 TEXAS.
After the line break, I get back to the bench and bust out the PMAGs. I go through 90 rds and take my time. Line break comes and I go out to check the target. The guy on the other side puts up his target and asks me what site I am using. I told him irons and he was like "Really?" since I had just about everything in the 9 and 10 rings. Heading back to the bench he had a pretty nice setup with a good scope. I finished off another 60 rds and packed up the rifle stuff to go out and get my pistolas. I find a lane (again pretty busy on the pistol side), and as I am waiting I strike a conversation with the gent next to me. He noticed that I was rocking the 1911, and said that he was glad someone else besides him was shooting a .45. I mention that I had the .40 as well and he shrugged and said "At least it ain't nonna that pu**y 9mm." and I had to stifle a laugh. I asked what he was shooting and he said "A suppressed 1911" and I was slightly shocked and said "Wow, nice" and hten he asked if I wanted to shoot it. HELL YEAH! So I got to shoot my first suppressed 1911.
So I shoot all my stuff and gather up the gear and head out, there is a line out the door and and down the walk way to get in.
I <3 TEXAS.
Nice work. I wish I could go out and shoot my suppressed SBR...if I had one. That kind of stuff makes me giddy like a school girl.
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