I'm tempted to make the ~30 min drive instead of going to the Firing Line after a delightful experience at 10AM Sunday of the guy and his kid in the lane next to me dumping magazine after magazine into the same target as fast as they could with some ported .45 shooting Wolf or some other non-brass, smokey-as-hell ammo. With Firing Line's shit ventilation, the cloud just kind of hovered around me until they ran out of ammo.