just had a full weekend of goin' "Brata Brata"
we had a blast - literally.
goddam handcannon!
Smith&Wesson magnum '44jeez, this think kicks like a mule. I'm not good at it, I'll admit. I managed to hit the paper target, but that was about it.
the first bullet went into the ceiling when cocking it.
talk about "hair trigger"...... holy Moses....
the harvest (not just ours). lots of people having fun.
this wee bucket was from outside, and I daresay, I like this a LOT better!
moving targets FTW.
I only missed 1 ol' "clay pigeon", or whatever it is they're called in English.
blasting small flying thingies with a 4 feet barrel is definitely more my kind of fun, compared to handcannons and other pistolero.
Jens, Mark and Jos all went at me, pushing to get me along to join them for a membership of the OK corral, but right now I'm moving house and it eats thru my wallet like acid rain through a lime stone church.
afterwards we went to this "eat as much as you can until you explode Asian Wok joint"
