At the range last night.

Last night was spent at the range with Galindo and his old man. The plan originally was to snatch up the private side of the shooting range for some dynamic shooting drills, but some incapable (by the looks of it, a poor grey-haired 40-year-old) police officer was getting some kind of private instruction since she'd apparently failed her marksmanship exam with the force. Given how pathetic I've heard the shooting requirements are... yikes. Doesn't inspire much confidence in the local protectors, if you know what I mean.

At any rate, we were shooting in the lanes for a while, but then we got a chance to set up some targets and cover spots for some timed drills over on the private side afterall. I have to say, it's a completely different (and really, really fun) way to do train. It's a completely different form of control. I surprised myself with how well I did on some of the set ups, and how, um, inadequate I did on some of the other shots. Galindo's got this sweet digital shot counter/timer that will measure shooting duration and splits between shots, and it's pretty humbling to see how not being a slave to time only, but performing only as fast as you're able to be accurate, can really increase the overall effectiveness of your shots (for example, landing a bullet through the head of the target rather than sending two flying off to the side, completely missing the target).

At any rate, if we can get a couple more people to defray the cost, I'd be willing to make it up to those sessions as much as finances and time permit.

You hear that Galindo? You may think your 7-point-something second performance on that third drill is all super-hot, but there's a new gun-slinger - The Baron Holsterhoff - coming for you, and it's not gonna be pretty when I make you cry from jealousy of my uber-marksmanship. (Haha!)

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