.. and talk about getting out of your comfort zone
I'm so used to shooting in open land. Take my sweet ass time pulling the trigger... of course, after adjusting, watching your the cant, adjust again, breath, adjust to breathing, look at the cant again after adjusting, load the bipod and adjust again, and take one last breathe before adjusting again and finally pulling the trigger... well sh*t maybe not in that order and I may have missed something while I'm typing all this down, but you guys know what I'm talking about.
So I got to the Match almost 2 hours early... just to watch and get a feel for what's going on which was cool. Got to hang with "TheBelly" (which was awesome!) while the AM Match was still going on. So I got comfy, and felt "awright this looks like fun". Lazed the target furthest was at 427 yards or something, took some notes on yardage with the 10 targets out there and I'm like "cool... I think I can do this" and "You've trained for this day all your life!" and... So here we go. I had a couple of plans in mind like use the DOPE on the rifle as reference and just hold over and under, how to stay/get ready for the next target, etc..... just getting my mind ready for this... all good.. all good. I took a spot laid my sh*t on the ground and what do you know?! Hoser picks the spot right beside me, oh shit
Okay.. okay.... I'm cool.. Big Dawg gonna show me how it's done and watch me perform
No pressure.. no pressure. After my first miss out to 427 (or something) I couldn't recover/come up with a back up plan on hitting steel. Suddenly, things felt like "Aw phuck! I don't have time to make adjustments" and can't remember where I was holding and where the round went, and now I gotta get ready for the next one, sh*t! Well, needless to say.... all that planning and sh*t went out the window
The worse part is I was probably repeating the same mistakes on the same damn targets I missed, and probably made it worse. I caught myself not loading the bipod, pulling the trigger right when I'm inhaling/exhaling, not getting a good cheek weld trying to write sh*t down for record, etc... etc.. I could list a sh*t load of things I didn't do right. Knowing it's my turn on the same targets I keep missing really puts the pressure on, and to feel that lil tap on the foot and hearing that "Beep" Aaaghhh hooooly hell! Be one with the rifle... for the love of God.. hit... nope
Out of 40 shots. I think I only hit 17 (being my score 170). Will I do this again? Hell to the yea! Would I recommend this to anyone? You bet your ass! I really did have a good time... every miss I made I was laughing like "aw sh*t! That didn't work... wait, I think I just did it again... didn't I, wtf?!"Good times for sure.
It was really cool! A lot of friendly faces.. weird thing is some of'em from this site... yes, you too Hoser
I feel like that kid that buys a pair of'em Reebok pumps/fancy basketball shoes thinking it'll make me jump higher.... Man, did that match just tear my soul apart... so this is what the darkside feels like... I need to do this more![]()