Round here, we call this....Monday
Well there I was, not necessarly in fear for my life, but it would make for a better story if I was.
This is "evidence" of my current bestest doings with the ole trusty dosey-dose. I use the " both before and after the evidence word because you have to believe the rest of the story for this to be "evidence". But if you are willing to believe that I placed a single .22 through the noggins of this pair o' p-dogs from a distance of 327 steps (approx 265 yds) then I submit this picture as "evidence". Your Honor, the defense rests.
The gun has garnered bigger and tastier bits of flesh but never at this range and fightin the Amarillo wind. It makes me think that the rifle knows alot more about shootin than I do.
2 Comments:
That is some impressive shooting, Chris. I feel sorry for the prairie dogs around Amarillo.
PS. that little red & black button just forward of the trigger guard should be pushed in when your not aiming at something. It prevents accidental boom-booms.
I'll buy it,
I have seen many such improbable happenings in the past. And that little gun(deucey-deuce?) is as lethal a rimfire as has ever been made.
I don't think that little red button has ever been pushed
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