Well I don't know if it was the best shot I've ever made but I know it's the one I'm the most proud of.
Growing up in Southern Illinois, as some of you might know, we're best know for having lots of strip mines.
My late father was an engineer at one just west of the town I live in. One of the few perks this mine had was a nice trap range. Need to keep those miners busy.
I'm not sure how old I was when it happened, but I do remember not being very experienced shooting guns. I think all I had at the time was a single shot H&R 20. Well mom took me out to the mine to meet dad, they had just finished up some kind of match at the range, and dad thought it would be a good idea for me to get my first taste of a 12 gauge.
I said sure, it didn't look that hard, I'd seen dad blast'em out of the sky with ease. Well I chambered a shell into his Model 12, got ready, and yelled pull. Smoked it, couldn't have done better if I'd tried. Dad was real proud, seeing his son break his first clay bird, especially in front of everyone he worked with.
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As to marksmanship, it is not what you once did, rather it is what you can do on demand.
[This message has been edited by six 4 sure (edited December 10, 1999).]