On a recent trip to Little Rock, a great friend had the huevos to challenge me to a shooting match. There was even some smack talking. Well, we (as in the Queen Victorian “we”) just can’t let such a transgression stand! The loot for this wager is a case of beer and a foot rub from the loser.
The bet is that he can shoot a tighter group with a .380 pistol than I can with a .45cal at a high rate of fire. To level the field, I am not allowed to use my hand-build tack-driving competition pistol. We have to use range-owned guns and cheap ball ammo. If you know me, you know that I don’t gamble – it just doesn’t do anything for me and I HATE to give money away. I tried to let him out of it, but he pressed… The gentleman and scholar who made this gross miscalculation of his shooting abliity is 6’1” and 210+ pounds and the shame of rubbing my tootsies while I drink his beer will last for his entire lifetime, which makes my evil black heart giggle and sing with delight.
I went to the range at lunch today and rented one of their pistols. I put 8 rounds in the center (size of a quarter in less than 4 seconds at 5 meters (16.4 feet). I then moved the target out to 10m (32.8’) and put 2 in the center, one a little high and five just below the center – all 16 shots with-in a 3” group circle. I sent him a taunting e-mail with a phone pic of the pistol and the target, asking about taking his “shooting-vitamins” heheheheh…
I lost the bet with Ross. Fvck. His shot group was tighter. There is no real excuse – a .380 is just easier to control under rapid fire than a .45 pistol.
I am a disappoint to myself and am ashamed. I owe him a fvcking foot rub with fruity lotion and a case of beer. There has been gloating….
First I notice that your smack talk and premature gloating spree is 4 times as long as the response were you state that you lost. I would like to point out that I also shot as well or maybe even a little better with the .45 too. However , in your defense, I will say that the .45 was sighted in rather poorly. The gloating from this we be commiserate with the amount of smack talk I received not only from you but from our little club of scallywags.( the pirate ref. is for you mark)
Ok so apparently the “change” button does not mean that you can fix typos in your comments. My bad. That just ruined my first round of gloating.
As this is my site, I am allowed to stand on my soapbox and fling as much poo as I like. This isn’t non-biased news – I don’t have to give equal time to other opinions.
I admitted defeat. You won the last round, but your victory is causing some cranial swelling and ego inflation as demonstrated by the “… even a little better” comment. I am a fair hand with a hunk of flint, if you want I can give you a hand with your condition with a little trepanning. You know anything to help you out.
Just by making the bet you are Ga-hey… actually rubbing another guy feet means I will never share a tent with you. You should just shoot him. Well, then you go to prion and it will be more than foot rubs for you. Have you thought about the witness protection program or faking your own death?