I. Am. Bored. Extremely so. So I'm blogging. Not that blogging is like a last-resort thing, you know I love blogging. I'm rambling again, aren't I?
Anyway, I went shooting again on Saturday. It was National Take Your Daughter to the Range Day, so my dad signed me up for this pistol safety class thing in which there were only two other girls, aged about eight and ten. I learned how to load a magazine (not the paper kind, it's what holds the bullets in a gun) and that I'm right-eye dominant, which means when I aim my gun I close my left eye to line the sights up. We actually did get to shoot after the class part of the training; when we were in the corridor leading to the range our guide person asked who wanted to go first and both of the younger girls simultaneously pointed at me. I was all, yeah, I'll go, I was going to volunteer anyway, because I really was. I've shot before, and these kids hadn't, so I was going to show them how it's done. I did very well! I had 10 bullets loaded in my magazine. My first shot hit the target but I wasn't exactly aiming, I was using that for a test shot. Shot #2 was kind of low, but closer to the bullseye than #1. I had a really nice grouping in the bullseye and the ring just outside of it for the remainder of my shots, and then I reloaded my gun with 3 rounds to take out two balloons. After I finished shooting, my dad had rented another lane, so we took turns re-killing a zombie clown (target) with the 38. I got to actually load, shoot, and eject the bullets as I shot; at one point these guys with a 40-caliber next to us started talking to my dad while I was shooting so I just let them talk and used the last ten bullets myself. Man, I love being Texan!
I am going to go actually get my day started. I've been awake since 9 but I haven't actually gotten dressed or anything. Bye!
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