Thursday, October 8, 2009

Why I'm a caliber snob.

So, we're closing up at the range the other day. Making sure everything is set for the next day and the range is cold. Of course, we've got a couple of magizines each of just plinking ammo. Seeing as how we had the place to ourselves we decided to have a quick shoot at the elite bay. It's filled with steel plates and texas stars other fun things to shoot at.

There's this hostage tree. Basically it's a series of plates mounted so that when you shoot them, they swing to the other side of the stand and are ready to shoot again. There's about 6 of them on this one tree.

The coworker has a 2011 in .40S&W and he plinks away finishing up on the hostage tree. Ping, ping, ping. Now it's my turn. I figure I'll finish the hostage tree so they're all on one side and try my luck at the texas star. Out comes the 1911, steady grip, sight picture, squeeze, bang. I hit a plate about midway down the tree. It swings around, thunk, and the entire tree falls over dead.

The .45ACP. So awesome even inanimate objects will lay down and play dead at the sight of it.

5 comments:

Old NFO said...

Heh... I'd have loved to have seen your expression :-)

aepilot_jim said...

We was laughing so hard we had to stop shooting for a bit.

Old NFO said...

I'll bet :-)

Rabbit said...

Try it with a P220 sometime. It just kinda rolls in your hand.

Regards,
Rabbit.

ASM826 said...

Best 1911 / .45 story I have heard in a while.