Let’s just get right to it,
I’m in Kentucky at the moment. City called Paducah. My brother and sister in law live there and the Buffa family took a weekend trip. It’s an easy going time. You wake up and you don’t see your house. It’s unusual. Your kid still wakes up at 6am but you have different things to do and opportunities. I left the house one time today and that was to buy ammo for my brother in law, Brian “Biscuit” Jordan, and I’s shooting range afternoon. We got burgers at Station Burger. Before the shooting, I had to go for a run. I love running on foreign ground. You have barely ever ran on these roads and people don’t know you. Everybody waves in a rural country style area. They are nice. The dogs bark. The run was good. My bald head cooked and I got home and it was time to set up the targets. We spray painted different designs on wooden spikes(zombie, x and o, different faces) and set them up. It was designed as a shooting course. We were shooting two different M4 assault rifles(one made, one bought) and a Springfield Armory .45 caliber handgun. Holster and rifle strap included. We had 10 spikes and settled into certain spots that required different styles of shooting. Crouch and fire. Walk and fire. Turn and fire. Look, anybody can stand still and pull a trigger. Move and fire and hit something and feel good about yourself. We set up a course that kept us moving. We had some fun. A video of my shooting course take #2 is on Facebook. There’s still nothing like firing a weapon. There’s no bigger adrenaline rush. Maybe jumping out of a plane. There’s something about firing at a target and releasing a stress with a weapon in a safe environment that gets the juices flowing. Try it sometime.