(being part of my "Chicks With Guns" campaign)
I took my best friend to the range today. Nicole is more than a friend, really, I've adopted her as the little sister I never had...she is family. Nicole has an interesting background. She has been to China, interned at a morgue, and dug for dinosaurs in Utah and Alberta, Canada. She loves Renaissance faires and movie soundtracks, and works at the Natural History Museum. She has a large rock collection, has the amazing ability to find money wherever she goes, and makes the most beautiful beaded chainmail jewelry. She also has a rare calm, a centeredness that makes her brave and unflappable. Nicole will try anything once. This, however, was her second try at the range.
Nicole decided that she loves the .22 automatic, a Ruger Mark II. I taught her the 4 Rules, how to load up the magazine, chamber a round, the failure drill and she was off on her own. Nicole seems to especially love rapid fire, shooting off all 3 magazines with a big smile on her face...and what a smile!
Nicole bravely shot the .357, even after watching Mike shoot it. (except with the .357 it's more feeling than watching. The concussion is palpable two lanes away.) She shot 3 rounds and stopped, laughing in amazement at the recoil, her sore hand and the fact that she actually hit the target. She's already talking about next time.