Bring it, bitches.
And keep wondering why the fellow next to you clutched his heart and fell.
I spent 5 hours at the range on Sunday.
AR-15: checked out and sighted in at 150 yards.
Spare batteries for all electronic dongles: Check.
Available Ammo: 1500 rounds, reloading components for another 1,000.
Condition: Cleaned and lubricated. Ready to go.
AK Clone: Checked out and sighted in at 150 yards.
Available ammo: 2,000 rounds Russian soft point.
Condition: Cleaned and lubricated. Ready to go.
Mosin-Nagant: Checked out and sighted in 150 yards. Rifle capable of easy headshots to 50 yards.
Available ammo: 2,000 rounds Russian surplus. Went “bang” every time.
Condition: Cleaned and lubricated. Ready to go.
Mossberg Shotgun: Fired for function. No failures of any kind.
Available ammo: Mixed bag of several hundred 00 buck and 200 slug.
Condition: Cleaned and lubricated. Ready to go.
Pistols and revolvers: Yea, they all work.
Ammo: Too f’ing much to count.
M1A: Still able to “reach out and touch” at ranges well beyond 450 yards.
Available Ammo: 1,000 handloaded 168 gr. Sierra Boat Tail Match rounds.
Condition: Bring it, bitches....
Yup, I am at that point. Let them bring it here. I dare them.