Yesterday I went to a shooting range with David. He shot his .40 and I shot the .22 (I shot the .40 once, but the .22 is way more fun). At 25 yards, I managed to hit the target and at 7 yards I hit the black circle 4 times. I hit a bull’s-eye in David’s target (a bit to the left of mine), but he then proceeded to put several rounds right through my little spot. I have the target hanging in my cube and smile every time I look at it.
I can’t wait to go shoot again.
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