The bigger boys headed to the gun range a few weekends ago. Lineman wanted to get the guns sighted in. My oldest? He just wanted to shoot!
It’s really annoying to watch Lineman shoot. He hits his target, reloads, hit’s his target, reloads, etc., etc.. Meanwhile I’d still be lining up the cross hairs. Men. Whatever!
Our oldest has his own Crickett .22 rifle that he loves to shoot. But they were working on the bigger guns this day. That rifle there is still just a .22, not like he is sitting behind the 7mm. Hey, I don’t even like the 7mm. It’s loud. It hurts. It’s loud. Oh, and it hurts! And it’s expensive to shoot nowadays.
First they were shooting at the paper target to sight the rifle in. After that they had a little bit of fun.
These spinning targets are a blast. Ha ha, blast, get it.
Hello? This thing on?
Well, you hit the target, hear a ping and then it goes swinging around and around. The oldest is pretty good at it already. Lineman, he’s annoying, just as I said before. He hits the target and while it’s spinning he reloads and fires before it ever has a chance to stop.
Yikes, I have all boys....
I better go to town and get more ammo.