Thursday night gun fight was a lot of fun this week. There are several shooting events taking place all over the region and all but 4 of us were out of town in competition or training classes. Someone (who will go nameless since it’s his blog) forgot to pack a 9 volt battery for the timer so I don’t have times to report.
Scores however are another matter. We set up a series of hostage drills. Basically you shoot the bad guy and don’t shoot the hostage. I did pretty well with a best score of 56/60 which means that out of 60 possible points I had 4 shots that hit the “b” ring, not to shabby.
Then it happened. We have a guy, we’ll call him Cop-Wanna-Be (CWB), his father is a world famous author, firearms expert, gun manufacture, tactical firearms instructor, runs a police sniper school, and marksmanship expert. CWB wants to run transition drills, start with a carbine and finish with a handgun, so we do some. He proceeds to pop every hostage on the course. I give him a little crap, next run he shoots every hostage again but not as many times. Third time he double taps em all. I really give him the business about how if the local cop shop ever hires him (and they will eventually) that I want to be the crook if he responds to the crime scene because it’ll be safer than being a hostage. I might have said some other things too.
My next turn, I manage to score a head shot or two on some hostages. I haven’t shot or even nicked a white target in over a year. For the rest of the night I couldn’t avoid hitting a good guy.
Lesson: When your top dog, especially if its because the guys who are good are gone, don’t gloat.