Not my story but about a friend. He was at the local range with his Glock 19. I'm not sure the exact distance so we'll say about 10 yards away was a target. He could see where a fly had landed and said watch this, and shot and we went and looked and all that was there was a hole and some bug guts. Pretty cool I thought.
what is the most spectacular shot you have ever made/witnessed?
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Some years ago I was hunting Mule Deer with a guide a little north of Douglas, WY. I passed at the first opportunity to shoot a 3 x 3 at about 5 yards; the guide then shot a coyote at about 350 yards. A day or two later the guide and I were set up on a huge rock - bigger than a car - and spotted a beautiful Mule Deer at 400+ yards. This was before rangefinders and I asked the guide where to hold. He thought I was shooting a 7mm Rem Mag and told me to shoot just below the top of the back. I knew that was low because I was shooting a .270 with a 130 gr. Nosler Ballistic Tip. I held about 5-6 inches over the shoulder and the bullet went through the heart. The deer walked about 10 feet and dropped. The deer scored 163" and is on my wall. Not B&C but still beautiful. Oops - forgot to mention the rack is a very symmetrical 4 X 4 plus 1 1/2" brow times.
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Not a fluke or great shot, but a funny one.
My junior year in highschool, my best friend and i were shooting rats in his grandpaws barn with air rifles.
i had an old solid brass benjamin pump .22 i had polished up to a bright shine, we were talking to the old man and joking around and he was looking at my "golden gun".
I was bragging about getting more rats than my friend, and the old man asked can you hit that bull in the ass (the bull was about 30 yards away) i piped up "Hell, i can hit him in the nuts from here"
he asked would it penetrate them, i answered no, i can give it fewer pumps to drop the velocity, he said with an evil grin.."do it!"
I gave it 6 pumps, took a bead and fired, the bulls head shot up, he bellowed, and started bucking and going crazy, the old man was laughing so hard I thought he was going to have a heart attack..
My junior year in highschool, my best friend and i were shooting rats in his grandpaws barn with air rifles.
i had an old solid brass benjamin pump .22 i had polished up to a bright shine, we were talking to the old man and joking around and he was looking at my "golden gun".
I was bragging about getting more rats than my friend, and the old man asked can you hit that bull in the ass (the bull was about 30 yards away) i piped up "Hell, i can hit him in the nuts from here"
he asked would it penetrate them, i answered no, i can give it fewer pumps to drop the velocity, he said with an evil grin.."do it!"
I gave it 6 pumps, took a bead and fired, the bulls head shot up, he bellowed, and started bucking and going crazy, the old man was laughing so hard I thought he was going to have a heart attack..
My neighbor and I try to keep the squirrel numbers down as they tear up a garden pretty bad.
I spotted one out the kitchen window running through the woods into a power line clearing. It stopped to finish the hickory nut it was carrying.
I knew it was a good ways for a .177 cal pellet gun even though a break barrel but thought what the heck.
Rested it on the side of the kitchen window frame and aimed about an inch high through the scope and squeezed one off and the squirrel dropped in it's tracks.
Walked it off at 40 yards. Pellet hole right through it's forehead. Still had the hickory nut in it's mouth.
Another time shot a crow with the same gun out of the top of a tree about 70 yards away. Aimed high on him too.
Those little .177 cal. break barrels sure are fun.
I spotted one out the kitchen window running through the woods into a power line clearing. It stopped to finish the hickory nut it was carrying.
I knew it was a good ways for a .177 cal pellet gun even though a break barrel but thought what the heck.
Rested it on the side of the kitchen window frame and aimed about an inch high through the scope and squeezed one off and the squirrel dropped in it's tracks.
Walked it off at 40 yards. Pellet hole right through it's forehead. Still had the hickory nut in it's mouth.
Another time shot a crow with the same gun out of the top of a tree about 70 yards away. Aimed high on him too.
Those little .177 cal. break barrels sure are fun.
Two that I remember
The first was on a 7 pt buck. He just 'materialized' in a small clearing I had been watching for hours but was looking straight at me about 100 yds. It was doing muzzle loader season. I sat still watching and praying that he would turn but after 5-6 mins slowing raised the rifle and took the shot. Being black powder, the haze obliterated my sight but I heard him run and then crash less than 20 yds from where he started. When I dressed the deer, his heart looked like it had exploded.
The second was pure luck. When brush hogging I always carry my S&W K-22. I was mowing and suddenly 3 crows flew up out of the tall weeds about 20 yds in front of me. I stopped the tractor, pulled the pistol, cocked it and swung on the closest one. I squeezed the trigger and that bird (to my amazement) crumpled and fell.
I kept that crow in the freezor for a couple years to show people when relating the event.
The first was on a 7 pt buck. He just 'materialized' in a small clearing I had been watching for hours but was looking straight at me about 100 yds. It was doing muzzle loader season. I sat still watching and praying that he would turn but after 5-6 mins slowing raised the rifle and took the shot. Being black powder, the haze obliterated my sight but I heard him run and then crash less than 20 yds from where he started. When I dressed the deer, his heart looked like it had exploded.
The second was pure luck. When brush hogging I always carry my S&W K-22. I was mowing and suddenly 3 crows flew up out of the tall weeds about 20 yds in front of me. I stopped the tractor, pulled the pistol, cocked it and swung on the closest one. I squeezed the trigger and that bird (to my amazement) crumpled and fell.
I kept that crow in the freezor for a couple years to show people when relating the event.