My target would be dead

Today was a really tough day at the office. My boss Rob, co-worker Dean and I went to the shooting range in Springville. Rob had purchased a new Glock 9mm fully automatic pistol, and we wanted to try it out.

I had never shot a pistol before, but many rifles in my life. I have never been to a shooting range either. So this was all new to me.

I received a short demonstration from Rob how to handle, how to stand, and how to shoot. I started popping those bullets out like there was no tomorrow, hitting the target within 3 inches from the bullseye. Some of the casings hit me on the face. One of them cut my forehead. Not badly, but there is a nice small cut. No biggy. I felt like I could serve and protect.

The gun was heavy and my arms got tired really quickly. I started shaking after shooting 15 rounds. Took a break and shot again. Many, many, many rounds.

The words:"Natural", "you are one of the best shooters I've brought here", "You should join a gun club" came out of my boss' mouth. I guess all those rifle shooting days during my childhood were not in vain after all.


First 15 rounds.


Rob and Dean.


After 1 1/2 hours of shooting, my arms were killing me, but still was able to hit the target 7 yards away pretty accurately.

Thanks Rob, that was fun. Next time, bring the Springfield so we can test that too.