A Call for Positive Range Reports - Contest

George Hill

Staff Alumnus
There is an ENDLESS supply of stupidity out there.

I propose a contest for the best-most positive-funniest... etc range report.
Winning post will get a prize. In this case a book titled "BEST DEFENSE".
The winning post will be determined via OPEN VOTE in a secondary thread.

So, as AL Bundy says... "Lets Rock!"

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You might laugh in the face of FEAR... but unless your armed, its a nervous, unconvincing, little laugh.
 
I guess I will start.

Several years ago a friend and I were at Capital City Gun Club in Topeka Ks sighting in our rifles getting ready for deer season that was starting later that week. CCGC has a very nice rifle range that goes out to 300 yards.

We had gotten to the range about 8 a.m. and setup. Went down range to 100 yards and places our targets. Came back to the firing line went through the range drills, declared the range hot and proceeded to start shooting away.

We had been shooting for about 15 minutes when a beautiful white tail buck walks out about 10 yards in front of the target boards. I had let go of a shot just as he stepped out of the woods beside the range. He just turns and looks at us and stands there. We set our guns down watched him. We scope him and counted 10 points, about 22 to 24 inches across and he probably would have dressed at about 200 to 220 pounds. The deer grow very healthy in eastern Kansas all they do is eat sweet corn and soy beans.

He stayed around for another 10 minutes or so and then took off. We continued our shooting with a new zest hoping we could get a shot at one like him. Even if it had been deer season we couldn't have taken him. There is no hunting on CCGC grounds.

Rusty
 
I had a similar thing happen at Ft Benning...
On the BRM range. We were shooting a long string - had just started in fact when a rabbit popped up out of a hole. There was a sudden pause in the firing that lasted a count of 2 seconds. Then all at once - just about everyone fired at the same time...
That rabbit went *POOF*!
Best disappearing act I have ever seen.

(Not a contest entry)
 
I guess I must lead a fairly tame life after reading some of the stories on the other threads.

Every time I go to the range with my boys (8 & 4) we set up the targets, work our way through a brick of .22s, wade through the brass to get the targets, and go home happy.

Much like the non news story about another day going by without my guns jumping out of the safe and shooting up society, our trips seem quite noneventful. I think I'll try to keep them that way. (Now if you want a painful story I can tell you the one about the time a friend of mine and I were out with a .458 and a box and a half of shells. Took about a week for the bruise to go away.) :)

Greg
 
My fav stories about strangers helping each other out. Some marine showed me how to zero my rifle correctly. I've given others ammo, use of my guns, help with pistolcraft. It is especially nice to see kids trying new guns, learning good range manners.
 
Who I did this to shall remain mameless but you know who you are.Went to an indoor range with a friend of mine and set up next to each other.He ran his target out and got a 22 rifle out that needed to be zeroed.While was getting things ready I
put a 38 rd high left on his target.He fired and thought that was his hit and proceded to adjust his scope from there.The next round went right beside the 38 hole.He pulled the target saw what was going on ,looked at me and said you A**hole.I'm on the floor laughing.I'm still waiting for payback on that one.
PS-His first rd dead on the X.He reset the scope and put the second on the X.

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beemerb
We have a criminal jury system which is superior to any in the world;
and its efficiency is only marred by the difficulty of finding twelve men
every day who don't know anything and can't read.
-Mark Twain
 
I went to the range with my Sgt. for one of our Qualifying courses (the one where our score determines our level of proficiency Badge for the whole year) As I am walking from the 25 yd line to the 15 I see 6-7 in the white. I am beside myself on how I could have thrown so many out when I normally get 1 or none out of the 8 much less in the white. Anyway my Sgt. is laughing his ass off. I am thinking he was laughing at my shooting. At the end I find out he has played a joke on me and purposely shot the white of my target. I didnt think it was funny at the time, but I do now.
 
When I was 9 I went to live with my granparents for a while. Even though my grandpa had poor circulation in his legs and couldn't walk or stand very long, he used to take me out in the backyard and watch me shoot my air rifle. He always made sure that I practiced safely and had a good time. One day he picked me up from school and instead of going home, he started heading for his brothers place outside of town. I asked him what we were doing and he just started grinning and said "you'll see". when we got there he opened the trunk and brought out a Marlin model 60 .22 and a beautiful Ithaca OU .410. He told me that these were mine now and that we were going to shoot them. It was a great time in my life and my grandpa was the best guy in the world. He died a few years later, and I still have the Marlin. The shotgun was stolen from my brothers house 5 years ago. I will never forget my grandpa or the lessons he taught me. This is why the anti's will never get my guns, I have a little boy now who WILL get to have a day like that soon.

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Beware the three D's: The dumb, drunk, and deranged. Chadintex@hotmail.com
 
Just call me snookered. Yes Bob, I will get even. That was the best I have been had without loss of blood.

Many times at the range, and a little in match; I have watched beemerb help a newbie through a problem. He has a knack for being helpful without being pushy and never accepts payback for his ammo used.

Funnest lately was we took a young lady who had never shot a firearm to the range and started her from scratch. She shot our six handguns, from .22 through .357 mag and .45ACP, snubbies and long bbls. She ate up the safety and mechanical info. She ate up over 400 rounds of our ammunition. She got proficient with all the weapons and targets. She wore two ol farts out and was grinnin so hard I thought her ears would fall off. Mayhaps another safe and serious shooter was born that day. She will turn 21 in a few months and may well fly through the defensive pistol and CCW course. What a neat day.

Sam, my favorite 9mm is 9X32
 
I had attended the Second Chance Combat Shoots for 17 years and most of the time I worked at what was/is called the Back Range on the MACHINE GUN TOWER. If you had the money, you could shoot a machine gun or two or three.

The first day or so of the shoot, people could get in for free to see what was happening on the ranges. More than one time we had some dirt poor family looking at the machine guns and the father trying to explain to his kid why he could not afford a $20.00 belt of ammo to run thru a watercooled Browning. We had a little fund set aside for things like that. We also had enough people there with class 3 firearms that someone would stand up and ask the kid iffn he or she wanted to shoot a machine gun. Sometimes it was a "Hey Kid, come up here with your Dad. We gotta warm this thing up a little and would you like to help?" We'd make sure that he or she had ear plugs and glasses first and then show how to shoot the gun. After a 100 round belt, have you ever seen a smile that could be wrapped around a head twice and not just on the kid's face either? We'd make sure the kids got an empty .30-06, 8m/m or .50 Browning case to take with them when they left.

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Ne Conjuge Nobiscum
"If there be treachery, let there be jehad!"

[This message has been edited by Jim V (edited June 20, 2000).]
 
The Volunteer Pistol Club just held an IDPA Trophy Match this past weekend and two of the stages featured a unique "no-shoot". It was the hard rocker "Slash" of Guns & Roses fame, full size cardboard figure, nose ring installed, sneer on his face, scraggly hair, slouchy outfit and all! He WAS holding a really nice guitar (perhaps a Les Paul) with a beautiful woodgrain face. It looked woefully out of place!

We had to look at his gnarly mug all day but when the match was done and the winners were announced, the match director asked everyone to bring their pistol and one magazine to the impromptu firing line. There we stood, fully armed and eyeball to eyeball with the 10 yards distant Slash. The command to load and make ready was given to some 25 or so shooters simultaneously - shooters ready... BEEP!

Accounting for the 8 round 45's and one revolver, slightly less than 250 rounds went downrange in less than 4.5 seconds. He was now "Swiss Slash" with numerous upper body and head shots - and only two rounds accidently struck the guitar!

What is the penalty for shots on an innocent musical instrument?

Mikey
 
I guess the best time I ever had at a range was a few weeks ago at the public range at Ocala National Forest. A few of the guys from ak47.net had a big shoot for all the members of ak47.net and ar15.com who cared to come and shoot for the weekend. I got to hang out with some of the nicest guys, some of whom had come all the way from Georgia and one from Ohio! Everyone was incredibly generous, handing out bricks of ammo like it was candy and we had a great time just pouring lead downrange...best of all, no anal rangemaster to tell us to only load five rounds or to yell at us when we rapid fired. :D (and believe me, rapid fire is a pale understatement of what we did that day...)
Only negative was the poor reliability shown by my AR10 carbine with military surplus 308...well, it's gone now. ;)
 
Wellllll.... for me, last Friday I think. I took my Dad to the range for Fathers Day.

He's 70, the Man who taught me to shoot at a fairly tender age and I realized that we hadn't shot together for over 32 years.

I thought he might enjoy shooting my Garand - the last time he fired one was when he was in the USMC in the late 40's - early 50's.

The range was fairly deserted and while my Dad was shooting my AR15, a late middle-aged couple arrived and began to unpack on the benches to our right. Out of a homemade plywood box on casters, the husband pulled out a Garand and 3 M1 Carbines.

The husband (named Al, after greetings were exchanged) saw my Garand and it turned out Al is a serious collector. One of his Carbines was a Rock-ola.

The subject of stock finishing / repair was brought up and my Dad, who is quite an accomplished woodworker, asked questions and shared suggestions.

So... it was a little shooting, a little talk. Very relaxing and pleasant.

My Dad didn't fire my Garand until the end of the session. 8 rounds. When we walked up to inspect the target, there were eight tightly grouped holes in the black.

I asked my Dad if he wanted to keep the target. He did. Words cannot do justice to the smiles on our faces.

Best of all - we're gonna do it again this August! :D

To quote the old song - Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got till it's gone.

Cliff
 
Cliff has my vote so far.

Here's my story. It's positive because it didn't happen to me.

My friend Bob was in the army at the range learning to shoot. Sergeant picks up Bob's rifle thinking it's his.

Bob: "That's my rifle sergeant."
Sgt: "This is my rifle soldier, get your rifle and get back in line.
Bob: "But sergeant, that's my rifle."
Sgt: "How the %$#@ would you know if this was your rifle?"
Bob: [Recites serial number.]

Later Bob got the opportunity to learn to use a pugil (sp) stick from the same sgt. Claims he got his ass kicked.
 
Hmmm... about the only GOOD range report I have is when I took my newly-acquired Uzi to a fairly well-known outdoor range east of town. There were about 20 other shooters there, not counting Morgan and myself.

Not ONE of them, not even the RSO (who was a complete dipstick), knew what it was. :rolleyes: They all admired it and said it looked like one seriously bad mutha, but they all asked, "So what is it?"
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So far, I'd say Chad and Jim V are tied for first. Something about kids and guns just makes me :).
 
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