Thought I'd revisit this thread since I recently had a little situation at our local shooting range. See if anyone else has some stories to tell.
One of the funniest things I've seen recently at a local indoor range is that at this range there are side baffles (read partitions) at each shooting bay so you have pretty good privacy and some protection, but the last time I was there, there was a young man who was more concerned about how he looked then how he shot.
This local Darwin award wannabee had a black trench coat on and he would make like he was drawing his .38 snub nose revolver ,jump into the middle of the shooting bay and dryfire down range. After about 20 times of this shennanigans, he finally loads his revolver.....puts it in his right hand, jumps out , levels his revolver, and pulls the trigger with the hammer coming down on his left thumb.
He looks down at his hand and with a loud wail, tries to snap the attacking revolver off of his hand. Result? that li'l revolver must have gotten some skin from the web of his hand because it wouldn't turn itself loose. Finally, he got it slowly off his hand with a lot of whining on his part.
One of the funniest things I've seen recently at a local indoor range is that at this range there are side baffles (read partitions) at each shooting bay so you have pretty good privacy and some protection, but the last time I was there, there was a young man who was more concerned about how he looked then how he shot.
This local Darwin award wannabee had a black trench coat on and he would make like he was drawing his .38 snub nose revolver ,jump into the middle of the shooting bay and dryfire down range. After about 20 times of this shennanigans, he finally loads his revolver.....puts it in his right hand, jumps out , levels his revolver, and pulls the trigger with the hammer coming down on his left thumb.
He looks down at his hand and with a loud wail, tries to snap the attacking revolver off of his hand. Result? that li'l revolver must have gotten some skin from the web of his hand because it wouldn't turn itself loose. Finally, he got it slowly off his hand with a lot of whining on his part.