"Sure. Lemme switch here," he said, grabbing the shotgun and changing out the barrel. In a few minutes, he had a rifled-barrel shotgun firing slugs, not shot.
He sent the target out to 75 yards again, and shot off three rounds. He took his time a bit more, but the grouping was about the same as the rifle.
"Anything bigger, you'd have to provide," he said. "I'm not a sniper, but I've done it before."
He wouldn't say no to some range time with a .50 cal sniper rifle.
John just grinned. The shots with the sniper rifle were all in the center mass but not quite bullseyes, but they were getting better the more John shot, taking the movement into account.
This would be fun with pistols, too, but in a minute.
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:12 am (UTC)He sent the target out to 75 yards again, and shot off three rounds. He took his time a bit more, but the grouping was about the same as the rifle.
"Anything bigger, you'd have to provide," he said. "I'm not a sniper, but I've done it before."
He wouldn't say no to some range time with a .50 cal sniper rifle.
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 06:39 pm (UTC)He set the target out, aimed, and fired. "Okay, to the left." Aimed, and fired. "Droppage." Aimed, and fired. "Bingo." Bullseye.
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Date: 2009-09-23 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-24 07:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-25 12:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-25 05:46 am (UTC)This would be fun with pistols, too, but in a minute.
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Date: 2009-09-26 12:23 am (UTC)fade there?no subject
Date: 2009-09-26 08:04 am (UTC)sure! Unless you want 80 more posts that would be summed up as "And John blew more shit up". :)