at the range, with my .22 revolver. A girl I'm there with says, "I'll give you head if you can hit this bottle," and hands me a beer bottle. I take it as far as possible at this range (it was maybe 50-60 feet from the berm) and place it down. We had been firing for a couple of hours and my gun was dirty as hell and the sights weren't even zeroed.
I come back and say "promise?" she agrees and i look at her, then glance down range for a moment to one handedly shoot it dead on.
Safe to say that night ended well.
I come back and say "promise?" she agrees and i look at her, then glance down range for a moment to one handedly shoot it dead on.
Safe to say that night ended well.