Man, I knew this nutjob, a range friend y'know, who always brought a big huge bucket of reloads. It was kind of funny; he shot 9mm and .38spl and they were all just thrown in there in a huge heavy pile. He'd make weird fun reactive targets and let me shoot his nice revolver sometimes; I just had to pick out the right ammo and load it from his bucket! Good times.
Then I got all fancy and started reserving private range lanes because that was a thing that fancy members of that range could do back then in that place, and I hardly ever went to the pistol range side of the place anymore where he always was. And now we live all far from there and I hope that I still remember how to shoot at all...
Man, I knew this nutjob, a range friend y'know, who always brought a big huge bucket of reloads. It was kind of funny; he shot 9mm and .38spl and they were all just thrown in there in a huge heavy pile. He'd make weird fun reactive targets and let me shoot his nice revolver sometimes; I just had to pick out the right ammo and load it from his bucket! Good times.
Then I got all fancy and started reserving private range lanes because that was a thing that fancy members of that range could do back then in that place, and I hardly ever went to the pistol range side of the place anymore where he always was. And now we live all far from there and I hope that I still remember how to shoot at all...
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