What's your shooting like?

[Ron Goldstein]

In 1966 my family and I had a holiday in Lido di Jeselo, in Italy.

One evening we all went out to the local fairground and stopped at a shooting booth.

I soon spotted that the rifles being used were very similar to the old Lee Enfield pattern but obviously adapted to load .22 slugs and so when my teenage daughters started geeing me up to demonstrate what a good shot I was I took the bait.

Owen, on this site, once accused me of never throwing anything away. In this case I have to give him right because the target was still pasted in my Holiday Album of that trip !

Given that the light was poor, given that the sights had probably been "doctored", given that I hadn't fired a rifle for at least twenty four years I don't think I did too badly, did I?

[Owen]

[CTNana]

Ron
That is absolutely brilliant. Glad me and mine were never facing you with your gun!

I am intrigued both by how you store all these wonderful momentoes and how you access them (I admit to books, records, cd's, dvd's and videos etc. in alphabetical order!!!)
Cheers
CTNana
p.s.
thanks for the hint to re-read the Monte Cassino references - made me cry all over again. You are right we MUST NOT forget.
CTN

[kfz]

welldone, did you win anything?

Useless at target shooting but done a bit of clay pigeon with 20 and 12 bore,its easy though compared to target. Roughly in the right direction.

Best bit of shooting ive ever seen was on a coordination test on motorcycle rally, its was a air pistol. big queue of biker which had been riding for around 20 hrs and you had a target about 10 yrds away. I think i missed the wall the target was on as did everyone else. My old man who was getting a bit sick of waiting went up grabbed the pistol with one hand didnt even sight it but just pointed and pulled the trigger.

It went straight in the bull.

Kev

[sapper]

Hi Ron
With me bundook? OK, but not to sniper standard. With my Bren? A good shot. always a pattern of five, with one in the centre. carrying that blasted Bren across France Belgium and Holland stunted my growth....Well that's my excuse mate. So! my fifteen and half stone is packed into a frame rather like a little tank. Folk bounce off me, rather like those lead botom dolls that were around years ago.
Sapper

[Ron Goldstein]

Hi Sapper

Still on the subject of fairgrounds and shooting booths I thought you might like to see this snap.

It was taken on December 31st 1946 and our Squadron was at Monfalcone, a small town some 14 miles from Trieste.

To coincide with the Xmas and New Year festivities, a small fair blew into town and parked itself on what was usually the open-air roller skating rink.
Seven of the lads, including your’s truly, went out for a meal and a drink, with which to see the New Year in.
After the meal we drifted over to a shooting booth. The prize, if you managed to hit the tiny bulls-eye, was a magnesium flash photograph, taken automatically, and the result is what you now see.

and yes Owen..... that's me smack in the centre

[PearlJamNoCode]

Funny that this should come up. This past weekend I went to the indoor shooting range for the first time in my life with my grandfather and my dad. I got to fire a .22 revolver, my grandfather's Luger (which was my favorite, obviously), a 9mm S&W, and a .40 caliber pistol. I had lots of fun and I turn out to be sort of a natural... I had never fired a gun before in my life, and i was hitting dead center with all the pistols except that .40 caliber.

my family, for reasons unknown, would never let me near the guns. no idea why. Once tried a rifle range at the fair but never hit the target at all. Checked the gun afterwards and the bloody barrel was ever so slightly bent upwards. You wouldn't notice it unless you were looking. gits.

[marcus69x]

Great thread. I went to Blackpool last October and in the pleasure beach there's a shooting gallery with loads of 'Tommy' guns. Costs £2 for 100 ball bearings which empty in a matter of seconds. There's a red star on the target and you have to shoot all of the red off in order to win a prize.

Unfortunately I didn't keep the target as proof, but I did it!

Another time I went to Catterick Garrison with my college for a weeks army training (never again) and one day we went on the shooting range with .22 rifles. I managed to knock out the drawing pin that held up the target from 100 yrds. or meters. Can't remember. The sergeant couldn't believe it and joked I should become a sniper. haha.

[jacobtowne]

I discovered this Smith & Wesson Model 625 under the tree last Christmas.

As you can see, I missed the target comlpletely.

JT