The Ballistic Pendulum: A 'Short' Story (Annual Repost, 2/2)
I also needed speedloaders to 'compete,' but was just about tapped out cash-wise, so a friend leapt to the rescue by loaning me his, and it was all downhill from there. (Er, so to speak...) It was like destiny calling. (Or something...) I was just sure I would become the next rising star of IPSC competition around the globe.
At long last, Game Day arrived and found me facing the subject of this windy tome: The Ballistic Pendulum. Earlier that morning, the ever-helpful match officials had whacked the thing right and proper, thus setting the bar. Now, it was my turn. Stepping up to the line, I prepared myself by doing my best imitation of the Weaver Stance, awaited the command to fire, then...
BLAM!
The 158-gr projectile took the paddle squarely amidships, neatly tore it off the arm of the demonic device, and launched it into low-earth orbit.
There followed a hushed silence among all assembled, then after what seemed like an eternity, the range officer stepped up to the line and said,
"Son, I think that makes Major."
Epilogue
So how did I do in the match itself? Let's just say that - this was by sheer coincidence, you understand - I was compelled to clean out my bank account the very same afternoon in order to cover the 'tab.'
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2012-04-19, 07:45
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