1BROWNWRENCH
Amatuer Malthusian
My Anschutz Sporter actually made better groups with the garden variety high velocity stuff than the Eley or RWS Target ammo.
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oldngray
nowhere special
Same for me. I think that target ammo only performs better in the target guns optimized for that ammo. I usually got as good or better accuracy in my Browning target pistol with the cheaper ammo. The high velocity stuff is usually still subsonic when fired from a shorter pistol barrel and most accuracy problems are caused when the bullet is breaking the sound barrier.
1BROWNWRENCH
Amatuer Malthusian
I'm guessing it was a shotgun.
I was guessing that too, but the holes in the trim look like nails that were used to put wood back into place
oldngray
nowhere special
Report: 92 Percent of Mass Shootings Since 2009 Occurred in Gun-Free Zones
http://www.breitbart.com/Big-Govern...ootings-Since-2009-Occured-In-Gun-Free-Zones/
http://www.breitbart.com/Big-Govern...ootings-Since-2009-Occured-In-Gun-Free-Zones/
rod
Retired 23 years
I'm guessing the hole in the door was caused by the bad guys kicking it or trying to bust it down with an ax or something like that and the holes in the trim were caused by shots from a pistol.
rod
Retired 23 years
not really ---should I?
I'm writing this staring at the mess the police left for me, in a bit of a fog. After 6 months of stalking and threats against my life my stalker finally snapped and decided to kick my door in and make good on his promise. Out of fear, the past month I had begun sleeping with a chair propped against my front door, to give myself a few extra precious seconds in case of emergency. I shudder to think how differently things might've turned out had I not barricaded the door. I awoke around 1:15 am to the sound of the door giving way after one kick followed by the sounds of my stalker struggling to dislodge the chair while forcing his way inside. I jumped up and grabbed the gun I've learned to do everything even shower with. I stood at the top of my stairs and fired twice. Hitting him in the chest, I hear his scream, his disbelief that I'd stood up for myself.. 0 to 100 in milliseconds. I've never been so afraid in my life. I do not know if he is living, but I do know the police have him and that's what helps the most. For months of him evading the police I began to question whether he was unstoppable. Untraceable. Houdini, he would murder me and get away with it. As of now I'm in a haze of guilt, surprise, relief and disbelief. I shook as the canines drag him out from his hiding place under a bush. I survived, where so many people do not. Holy
, I survived. Insight: http://www.reddit.com/r/self/comments/2hc2ei/anyone_had_success_with_private_investigators/ Edit: The outpouring of support is WILD. I cant thank you guys enough. Everyone can be a critic and the fact still remains, you dont know what you will do in a situation until its presented in front of you. Those who believe there was other things to be done have never had someone tell you that you no longer deserve to draw breath and mean it. And for the 'shouldve fired a warning shot' folks: There are no warning shots, a gun is a deadly force, you only pull that trigger if you are in fear for your life and all other methods of deterring are gone. When he kicked my door in, there was no longer a deterrent preventing harm. Warning shots are dangerous and could hurt the unintended. This is not a wild west movie. That's what responsible gun ownership is. Ill update once things have calmed down a bit I promise. Ill write back to everyone and after being isolated for so long, anyone who wants to be friends, I am always accepting those.
I'm writing this staring at the mess the police left for me, in a bit of a fog. After 6 months of stalking and threats against my life my stalker finally snapped and decided to kick my door in and make good on his promise. Out of fear, the past month I had begun sleeping with a chair propped against my front door, to give myself a few extra precious seconds in case of emergency. I shudder to think how differently things might've turned out had I not barricaded the door. I awoke around 1:15 am to the sound of the door giving way after one kick followed by the sounds of my stalker struggling to dislodge the chair while forcing his way inside. I jumped up and grabbed the gun I've learned to do everything even shower with. I stood at the top of my stairs and fired twice. Hitting him in the chest, I hear his scream, his disbelief that I'd stood up for myself.. 0 to 100 in milliseconds. I've never been so afraid in my life. I do not know if he is living, but I do know the police have him and that's what helps the most. For months of him evading the police I began to question whether he was unstoppable. Untraceable. Houdini, he would murder me and get away with it. As of now I'm in a haze of guilt, surprise, relief and disbelief. I shook as the canines drag him out from his hiding place under a bush. I survived, where so many people do not. Holy
Find a better neighborhood.
TOS.
Vegas is a scum filled city. With prostitutes to drug dealers. The streets are filled with urchins and scumbags.
Drug use is at an alltime high in vegas. Homeless bums roam the casino entrances by the hundreds. Prostitutes range in the thousands. Alcoholics reign supreme on vegas streets and bars. Porn distributors are on every street corner handing out literature in front of children.
Sounds like the happiest place on earth to you?
I dont even want to know what your gauge of happy is.
TOS.
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