tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-892675833560671041.post2491525827330459046..comments2024-01-17T03:37:47.617-05:00Comments on God, Gals, Guns, Grub: Range time... and the first shots fired.God, Gals, Guns, Grubhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18289354729286002247noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-892675833560671041.post-19099430069508911662013-08-28T21:45:53.734-04:002013-08-28T21:45:53.734-04:00I know exactly what you mean... and then add a few...I know exactly what you mean... and then add a few buddies standing around watching... or worse yet... students...<br /><br />Dann in OhioGod, Gals, Guns, Grubhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18289354729286002247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-892675833560671041.post-49144327077286390302013-08-28T20:34:27.113-04:002013-08-28T20:34:27.113-04:00If I don't get to the range at least once ever...If I don't get to the range at least once every couple of weeks, I just don't feel right. But those PACT timers still throw me off my square every time. I'm usually pretty smooth, right up intil I hear:<br />Beep!<br />Beep!<br />Beep!<br />Beeeeep!<br /><br />Then I'm all thumbs and fumbles. Sigh.Murphy's Lawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17164780742334950772noreply@blogger.com