Went to check out a new range. Friends and Calmer Half were all busy (or napping), so I went by myself. In bending over and rustling through stuff, I didn't notice the car keys falling into a bag before I locked the door.
So, I'm locked out of my car, with several hours until Calmer Half will get my message... with a PMR-30, a brick of ammo, a handful of targets, and a gun store adjacent full of more ammo and targets, a wallet that can buy more...
I'm sure somebody would have been stressed out by this situation, but it sure wasn't me!
(Keeping track of rimfire for Matthew's project: 130 rounds, CCI .22 WMR, no misfires.)
Hmmmm... Unable to leave a gun range for hours, but with gun and ammo available.
ReplyDeleteSome people have all the luck.
Anytime that you and your hubby want to venture over to my hobby farm outside of Clarksville let me know, you can shoot a a bit, sit in the shade and cool off in a nearby creek.
ReplyDeleteI haven't had a misfire yet myself. And thanks for keeping track.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I've always said "I chose wisely in the SandCastle Queen." After all, she's the one that said "Buy the twin!"
ReplyDeleteSo I going to go out on a limb here and say the "Calmer One" also chose wisely! Nicely Done!
(The SCQueen shoots, but has never gone to the range on her own. She also knows the benefits of flying ourselves.)
LOL, sure... sure... Just an 'accident'... :-)
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