So I went down the range the other day for some load testing and a bit of time to myself.
Happily blasting away at clays, gongs and paper from 50m-500m with a variety of rifles from .223 to 45-70. (Left the .22's at home)
I took down a few milsurps to test some hand loads and cause I just like shooting them.
They more often than not ,gather a bit of interest from fellow shooters and I am always happy to talk about guns with anyone who cares to listen (as most of us are).
I was shooting my savage no.4 .303 when a guy wanders up and starts asking about it.
I answered a few questions about its history and function then I offered him a shot.
I noticed he had been shooting a super tacticalised .223 .
He at first was a bit hesitant. I then (all in good fun) suggested he not be a soft cock and have a go.
He was a larger man, at least 6ft tall. So not a pipsqueak by any stretch.
Sits down at the bench, quick instruction on avoiding rimlock and off he goes. Target was at 50m
First shot went into the dirt about 15 meters short and 2 meters left of the target. I had to stifle a laugh. He turned and looked at me and says "I think I pulled that one a bit"...no s**t....."we call that one a 'worm burner', try again", he lets rip with another shot that I can only assume went way over the top because I didn't see a bullet strike anywhere near it.
I've seen some pretty bad flinching and pretty average shooting but all I could say was 'wow'. At least he had fun though.