A couple weeks ago we spent some quality time in her kitchen covering the basics. She quickly picked up on the big four, and after a bit was very comfortable dry firing the little Walther P22. Since then I'd quiz her on the Mr. Cooper's rules and get her used to handling various types of firearms whenever she was over at my place.
Today I felt a strong need to get out to the range and sling some lead, so after she finished work for the day, we headed out.
Unfortunately I forgot the range is surrounded by swamp on all four sides.
We got to the range, set up the new steel target, and did some more dry firing with the little Walther, swatting mosquitoes the whole time. After a bit I racked one into the chamber, and we got things properly started. Before too long, the steel was ringing more often than not.
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I really need to find a better .22lr pistol option though, the sites on the Walther won't hold a zero in a mild breeze.
After a bit she was willing to give a rifle a try, so I brought out the M&P15-22, and Fern went 20 for 25.
Before too long we decided the mosquitoes won, and headed into town for some Benedryl and dinner, but in her own words;
The pain from the 27 mosquito bites is slowly fading away and will most likely be replaced by the realization that the "mythical" range is no longer a myth but a very real, very addictive place. Oh, and the smell of burnt gunpowder is good.
On the upside, the supply of DEET has been restocked in the Mayhemobile, and hopefully we won't get out there so late in the day and there'll still be enough of a breeze to keep the skeeters from swarming.
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Woo Hoo! You know she's a keeper when she'll shoot through a swarm of biting insects. Can there be a Fern Firearm in the not so distant future?
She did enter a raffle for an M&P15-22 last month, so who knows! She is stupid lucky with those things too, so it's possible.
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