So was 21 and I have been shooting once a week over at usery for the last couple months. We do as much bullshitting as we do shooting and it's nice to get out for a few hours each week to play.
Was21 knows his sh*t and my shooting has improved exponentially in just a couple months.
It's fun and as a former athletic guy turned old fart it's nice to have physical goals to set.
We set up different drills each week.
So this week I had brought a folding chair for one exercise and was 21 says " let's do this one first."
He ascribed the drill to Kyle Defoor.
Then he takes one of his target stands and starts walking down range ... And walking.. and walking.
So he puts it at about 50 yds
He drops a small cone at 5 yds, another at 10, one at 25 and one back about 50 yds from the target.
I am sitting there wondering .. what is this crazy bastid up to?
So get this!!! He says we are going to start standing right up against the target facing it.
I'm thinking, Alright I can do that but it's going to be hard to hit the target that close.
Nope when the timer goes off you turn and run back to the 50yd marker. Ok shuffle jog kinda really inelegant lumbering.
Was 21 is a tall thin guy so he glides along. I am more like a javelina, with three legs ... And a rash.
When you get to the 50 turn, 2 shots center mass.
Run up to the 25, 2 shots center mass
Run up to the 10, 2 head shots
Run up to the 5, 2 head shots
I am sure he will chime in to mock me if nothing else but I can swear the deal was we had to do it in under one minute.
I HATE running. I'm old and hate it even more than I did when I was young. It's hard to place good hits when you can't see through the snot bubbles caused by your vain attempt at getting oxygen!
I am sure he was trying to kill me!!
Before we started I told him I only had one request. Should I fall over and need mouth to mouth ... Just let me die. To which he agreed to readily!
Great time. I did three runs but it wasn't until number three that I had all good hits and my head shots were a tight group and ...
I wiped the sweat, spittle and snot from my face and held my head high ... feeling a little of last night's dinner in my throat but
I didn't die!
You will have to try harder next time!
Was21 knows his sh*t and my shooting has improved exponentially in just a couple months.
It's fun and as a former athletic guy turned old fart it's nice to have physical goals to set.
We set up different drills each week.
So this week I had brought a folding chair for one exercise and was 21 says " let's do this one first."
He ascribed the drill to Kyle Defoor.
Then he takes one of his target stands and starts walking down range ... And walking.. and walking.
So he puts it at about 50 yds
He drops a small cone at 5 yds, another at 10, one at 25 and one back about 50 yds from the target.
I am sitting there wondering .. what is this crazy bastid up to?
So get this!!! He says we are going to start standing right up against the target facing it.
I'm thinking, Alright I can do that but it's going to be hard to hit the target that close.
Nope when the timer goes off you turn and run back to the 50yd marker. Ok shuffle jog kinda really inelegant lumbering.
Was 21 is a tall thin guy so he glides along. I am more like a javelina, with three legs ... And a rash.
When you get to the 50 turn, 2 shots center mass.
Run up to the 25, 2 shots center mass
Run up to the 10, 2 head shots
Run up to the 5, 2 head shots
I am sure he will chime in to mock me if nothing else but I can swear the deal was we had to do it in under one minute.
I HATE running. I'm old and hate it even more than I did when I was young. It's hard to place good hits when you can't see through the snot bubbles caused by your vain attempt at getting oxygen!
I am sure he was trying to kill me!!
Before we started I told him I only had one request. Should I fall over and need mouth to mouth ... Just let me die. To which he agreed to readily!

Great time. I did three runs but it wasn't until number three that I had all good hits and my head shots were a tight group and ...
I wiped the sweat, spittle and snot from my face and held my head high ... feeling a little of last night's dinner in my throat but
I didn't die!
You will have to try harder next time!