Atomic Nerds

And strangely it wound up being more for mom. For the first time in I-don’t-know-how-long, we had a range trip with my folks. They’re finally getting serious about picking up CCW cards, and since NM has a requirement that you carry something larger than a .22 (I believe this is what’s known as a “common sense” gun law), she wanted to try a few things out. Dad hauled along his 1911 and a couple revolvers (didn’t get the models, unfortunately), as did we.

A few rounds went downrange of .357 through a Ruger Something while everyone else plinked. Nah.

A few rounds went downrange through the various 1911s (she was much more accurate with LabRat’s… go figure). More comfortable, but still nothing wild. And just about everything going low and right, so there’s some work to do regardless.

Finally, the part that just tickles me pink, she agreed to try the revolver we hauled along on the grounds of “ought to try it all”. As it turns out, my mom kicks ass with a .45 Colt Smith & Wesson 25-5. Everything in a very respectable group right in the 8-9 rings on a vintage 90s target of Saddam Hussein.

Yes, she’s going to borrow it for the revolver portion of the qualification shoot. Doesn’t that just bring a smile?

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