Friday, October 26, 2007
While I was at the range yesterday, the Ruger Mark II got jammed and I had to call in Jim, the guy on staff, to come fix it for me. I was griping about the jam because I was totally in the zone and shooting fairly well. Jim looked down the lane at my target and said, "Have you ever thought of joining our .22 league? It meets on Tuesday nights."
I told him that I didn't realize that there was a league, and wondered if I'd be good enough to join. He said, "If you can shoot like that at 50 feet, you would be." (I'd been shooting at about 25-30 feet)
I asked Jim if there were any other girls on the league and he said with a grin, "Nope." I also learned that there is a trophy involved.
So, considering that I enjoy a challenge and that the only other trophy I've ever won was for the spelling bee in 8th grade, I think I'm going to start practicing.