By January 19, 2007

Great balls of fire

Donut, Bond and I went shooting Wednesday. It was slightly above freezing all day, and I’d like to blame my poor pistoleering on numb hands and iffy fine motor control. 😉

On the upside, I was able to sight in my M44 at fifty yards so that I didn’t have to extend the bayonet to fire accurately. I also did some fine tuning on my SAR-1 (AK-47 variant). I was able to put a fair number of shots exactly where I wanted them at twenty-five yards from a standing position. My grouping was pretty damn good. I wish I would have saved the target, it would be a nice ego boost after my awful attempt at the metal targets we shot at later.

Donut got some nice pictures of the fireball-launcher (I mean, M44) in action. They are from the camcorder functionality on his point and shoot digicam, but you get the idea.

I’m in the top pic, Bond is in the one below.

I don’t know if it was the recoil pad, the several layers of clothing, the proper shooting position, or all three, but the M44 was much more comfortable to shoot this time around. I am already cringing at the idea of going back to the other outdoor range to sight in my two SKS rifles later this month. Sheesh.

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  1. ringo says:

    Impressive muzzle flash, Bond! So, we’ll assume the “new” Yugo isn’t ready for its maiden range test just yet? You’ve gotta be a little nervous firing off that first round on an old relic like that. THAT would make me cringe!

  2. Markie says:

    Where did you find the outdoor range?

  3. drfaulken says:

    Ringo: I have considered doing a “remote firing” of my fair grade SKS by anchoring it to my gun rest (seen next to the spotting scope in the top picture) and pulling the trigger with a string. If the gun goes KABLOOEY, I’ll be somewhere else. I can also take it to a gunsmith so they can check the headspace. In reality, I’m not that worried about it.

    Markie: We went to a private range. Donut’s dad is a member or he’s a member or something. Bond or Donut can straighten me out. It was about an hour away from me, and about twenty minutes away from them. It was MUCH MUCH better than the other one near us with the stupid fucking concrete tubes. Sadly, it’s expensive for me to get out there (both in tolls and gas) plus I’m not a member and I’m sure it’s spendy.