Good Ole Fashion Giveaway - Winners Posted

[Wolfstrack]

Have friends visiting from EU and what can be more fun for guys that never shot a gun in their life then a range day.
I explain we have to do first at home some good safe handling/training of firearms before shooting and everybody was happy with it...
Next day we go to local range and I choose my old German SIG Sauer P226 and we put the targets at 7 m distance.
I agree to start with only 3 rounds in the mags per shooter and all four of us were ready for shooting.
I was of course the last to shoot because I have to be with every new shooter at arms length for safety.
As partially expected from my all three visitors only one was lucky to have one round in the target in three shots allowed, and he was fully applauded.
My turn comes too and after I shot fast my 3 rounds everybody starting to have a very good laugh and pointing to my target...I took a look too and seen only one small black hole in my target. We get there and the thing with my friends was still high on fun because they thought I'm a lousy shooter after so many years into firearms and training....When we pick it up the target and have a close look they find out all my shots were in the same target hole, hole was not a perfect circle, more like a triangle star...so nobody was laughing no more (I was the only one with a smirk on my face) I just get couple of friendly slaps on my back ...and of course we had a good BBQ and beer after that at home.
Finally everybody agreed that you cannot handle a handgun like in the movies, you become a good & accurate shooter only after hours and hours of good training.
So that was one of many (funny) Favorite Firearms Moments....!
Cheers to everybody!
Wolfstrack

[therealfullmentaljacket]

I was 16 years old, and saw an ad in a local newspaper for a Winchester / Cooey .22LR semi-auto rifle for sale at K-Mart Canada. I still remember that my Dad had to go with me to the local store, and act/vouch for me as my sponsor because I think you had to be 18 to buy a gun back then by yourself. The clerk showed us the rifle, and I was more than agog, as a young man who knew very little about firearms at all. It was a work of art from the smoothly finished natural wood stock and forend, to the dark steel barrel and action, with just a hint of blue. After we left the store, Dad gave me my first lessons in gun safety, as he had been in the military during WWII. He showed me what was what on the gun, and said, "you'd better be very careful with this, it's not a toy, and you don't get a second chance if you make a first mistake". I still remember those words to this day. About a week later, I got out to a friend's farm north of the town where I lived, proudly carrying my new rifle. I finally got the chance to press the loaded magazine into place, cycle the action to chamber the first round, and squeeze the trigger like my Dad had shown me. I felt the slight recoil, and heard the loud, unmistakable rimfire "snap" sound of the first discharge. I grazed the target on my first try, and on that day, I knew I had found my sport and my place in the universe. It was truly unforgettable.

[3MTA3]

After meeting Wendy Cukier at a Toronto Theatre presentation of "CATS", I got a chance to talk to her about guns after buying her a glass of Dom Perignon. Through pure charm I convinced her to attend a shooting range with me so she could see just how rude and dangerously firearms can behave. At the range she became totally giddy with excitement,while firing my M4A1 SOCOM rebarrelled to a cheeky fat 8"er. She was so stricken with the piece, she became almost transcendent, and swore to me, that she would become a spokesperson for gun rights and CCW.

[shortandlong]

My favourite firearms moment was over 35 years ago my first competition as a sea cadet at hmcs Scotian in Halifax
We were shooting Enfield .22s at dcra targets , I came off with a second place but shooting that first comp was the best part ..... I wish I could go back

[Uncle Leo]

The first and only rifle I ever built was an AR15.

The first and only rifle ammo I ever reloaded was .223.

The first reloaded ammo went in the first rifle build and it went bang.

[Dewey Cox]

I was not around for it, but the greatest moment for firearms was on January 23, 1855.
John Moses Browning was born.

[FALover]

Favorite firearms moment? Easy. I was in my early teens and had been working my first real summer jobs for a few local contractors who pumped/installed septic tanks. As my family was not one of those who where somehow 'entitled' I bought my own clothes, work boots, etc. My goal was to buy a rifle that fall with what was left. Summer was full of hard work, many blisters and learned a whole new version of the English language. I had scouted out many gun books and I was almost within reach of my dream. Back to school, some of my earnings had gone to school supplies but I was still hopeful that something was out there. Then came October. Birthdays were always remembered but never really anything big. Mom baked a cake, cards with a few dollars from granny and my aunts and uncles. Then dad brought out a blanket wrapped thing. ??? What was this my head thought. I unrolled the old blanket and there it was, my dad's rifle he had when he was a kid growing up in Kirkland Lake. He never ever mentioned that he had ever owned a gun and now here it was. A Marlin Model 81 that was old enough to not have a serial number. A box of old CIL .22 Long Rifle was included. I still have that old rifle to this day. It has long lost it's blue and is more brown than anything. The money I had saved went to having a Williams peep sight installed front and rear. I take it out now and then and when I do, the memories flood back to a much simpler time. Mom and Dad are gone now but they will never be forgotten. That birthday is etched in stone in my brain as well. Thanks for the opportunity to relive that day and share it with those who likely have very similar experiences. FAL.

[Waterloomike]

After meeting Wendy Cukier at a Toronto Theatre presentation of "CATS", I got a chance to talk to her about guns after buying her a glass of Dom Perignon. Through pure charm I convinced her to attend a shooting range with me so she could see just how rude and dangerously firearms can behave. At the range she became totally giddy with excitement,while firing my M4A1 SOCOM rebarrelled to a cheeky fat 8"er. She was so stricken with the piece, she became almost transcendent, and swore to me, that she would become a spokesperson for gun rights and CCW.

This sounds like...maybe not?

[M1917 Enfield]

After meeting Wendy Cukier at a Toronto Theatre presentation of "CATS", I got a chance to talk to her about guns after buying her a glass of Dom Perignon. Through pure charm I convinced her to attend a shooting range with me so she could see just how rude and dangerously firearms can behave. At the range she became totally giddy with excitement,while firing my M4A1 SOCOM rebarrelled to a cheeky fat 8"er. She was so stricken with the piece, she became almost transcendent, and swore to me, that she would become a spokesperson for gun rights and CCW.

Liar, Liar, pants on fire!

[DT741]

Here is my entry:

Back when I started dating my now wife, she wanted to come and shoot with me. We went to our spot with a couple buddies, installed our targets and started our day. We had a 8" gong at 800m and I wasted 6 or 7 rounds trying to hit it (one of those days...). She asked me what I was aiming at. After explaining it to her, she ask me to try. I laughed and said "go ahead"

A shot was fired...

The gong was hit DEAD CENTER !

I still hear about it 8 years later from everybody that was there, including my wife !