Yesterday, at work, we did a team- and confidence-building exercise thats s’posed to become a monthly instalment in our work lives.
Shooting, with hand guns, at an indoor shooting range!
It was fargin AWESOME!!!
It was unbelievably loud and my feet hurt like a mother-trucker, but it was a total JOL!!!
I have never fired more than a pellet gun, so I at least knew how to use the sights… but an actual pistol- with live rounds in it- never ever even held one!
First up there was a talk and the basics of a pistol and safety and loading a magazine (suprisingly difficult) and the “do-only-what-I-tell-you” kind of stuff, then we went into a room two at a time with the instructors.
We were handed a pistol loaded with five nine millimetre rounds, told how to grip it and how to aim and then asked to fire all five rounds at the targets that had our names written on them.
I rather impressed myself AND the instructor! When he went to take my target down he asked if I was sure I’d never fired a gun before!
We were only 5 metres away from the targets (16.4 feet), but some of my colleagues missed entirely even at that range, so I am pretty pleased as punch with myself, bunnies!!!
The first five holes were circled with a pen so we could shoot at it again after the training to compare our before and after “abilities”.
We then went through a series of exercises where the instructors analysed the way we stood and how we aimed and such so they could give us pointers on where we were going wrong. I didn’t do too badly during the exercises, in fact- the instructor even uttered the word “perfect” once!!!
~~super stoked, me~~
And here’s my target, with my first and last five shots (the first five are circled). I was aiming for the 30 in the middle of the circle.
My daddy and mommy darling were impressed- as were Damien and the Glugster- and all the way home Damien hinted like mad that I buy me a gun!!!
I reminded him that since we live in a house where fire extinguishers are a necessity… a handgun would be ill-advised.
heh heh heh