Emails, comments, etc. have been flying through the blogosphere about who will shoot what at this get together in two weeks. I myself have never fired a weapon in my life..........I have never held one. As previously stated, the closest I have ever come was over twenty-five years ago. I was about to walk into a restaurant to join friends for dinner when my date, a Massachusetts State Trooper decided our friends could wait another few minutes. While he explained something very important (insert evil, smug grin here)my hand grazed something attached to his belt. I nearly jumped out of my skin! If something hadn't been covering my mouth, they would have heard me in the next town! So.......there you go....that's the extent of my gun handling experience!
Now, Sgt. B has decided that I should shoot this. The Armorer is also enamored of this weapon.
My understanding is that you lay on the ground to shoot it.
I do believe the good sargeant has taken leave of his senses. The funniest part is.........he has met me! Even so.....even though he has met me......spent an evening pub crawling with me....he actually imagines I will lay down on the ground to fire a weapon and not hit the broad side of a barn.
This is my reply - Baby! You are toooooooo cute for words!
Now that I think about it......he was the one who, with complete disregard for my sandals, took my arm and dragged me through every, single, last puddle on 8th during that pub crawl.