Oh, I know what you're thinking. You're scrolling through my previous posts thinking, "Yeah, yeah...okay, Breda, you're very funny. Beef jerky underpants and sword-wielding librarians. Great, hilarious. But get back to the guns!"
So, fine. Here. Gun stuff...just for you.
I went to the range today solely to shoot the S&W .38 snubby. I had my epiphany. An angel (no, not really. It was Leah, the chick on staff at the range) told me that keeping your thumb tight up against the frame makes a world of difference. Hallelujah, and it was so. I still need lots of practice, but at least now I'm actually hitting the target, near-ish to the center:
I also need to make a confession.
I tasted the Glock Kool-aid today.
And, God help me, I loved it.