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The year 2017 has been and will continue to be extraordinarily CHALLENGING and BUSY for me. Blog entries will likely be even more infrequent than usual until all projects and issues are completed or resolved.

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Best wishes,

Zack



Saturday, December 27, 2014

Yesterday was my last shooting range session for 2014


It wasn't very pretty, but it sure was fun.  One of the best reasons I can think of for shooting is to have fun.  You can have my guns when you skin that big dumbass smile from my cold and ugly dead skull.

I decided on the .45 ACP to be an appropriate year ending caliber.  The chosen delivery system was a pistol one year older than I am, a 1951 vintage Sistema 1927.  What I forgot was that it is durn near impossible for me to avoid hammer bite with this old pistol.

All my shooting for this session was S L O W  F I R E  (five - fifteen seconds between each squeeze) and it was hard for me to maintain a decent shooting grip where my hand wasn't being munched.  Anyway, the idea was to toss five-rounds into each of the six targets on the sheet (thirty-rounds total); anything from X to the six-ring is a hit, everything else is a miss.  I miscounted on one string so one of the targets at thirty-feet has six holes.

There was a malfunction from one of my usually failsafe Mec-Gar magazines and only when it was loaded with five-rounds, and only when I used the slide-release to chamber a round from lock-back; repeatedly the round would nosedive and jam solidly on the feed ramp.  Typical of 1911 persnickety behavior, after giving that mag a timeout for a while in favor of the other mags, it returned to a state of harmony; that mag has been tagged as a potential malcontent.





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