Girl's day out at the range.

Greetings here from the lovely and responsible Mrs. Borepatch. I had a great day at the range with Heather, who has still not fired the gun her Dad gave her when she moved to Atlanta. I was concerned that she had a gun that she had never shot, and did not know how to shoot, and set out to remedy that today. As it turns out, it's best that this gun not be fired. The housewarming gift her dad gave her is a small Italian MG .25 caliber pistol. It's cute as a button, but we were not sure it was workable there was so much rust and corrosion on it. We left it with the gentlemen at the counter to see if they could make any sense of it, but even they didn't want to risk breaking it down, in case something broke. So we decided to shoot something else. Since it was her first time, I chose two guns I was already familiar with: the Ruger SP101 and the Glock 19 9mm. I chose the Ruger because it's not as snappy as a .38 snub nose, and I didn't want to turn her off with too much recoil, or not hitting what she was aiming at. I chose the Glock, because it has great sights and a great trigger, and I've always been very accurate with it. She loved it. After a tutorial on safety and basic grip and such, I let her go. She was nervous at first as it was loud and the first shot is always a bit of a surprise, but she caught on quickly, and soon we were shredding zombie Paris Hilton and her little dog too. Afterwords, we retired to lunch at Swallow in the Hollow and decided we definitely had to do this again. I feel better knowing that now she can let her Dad know what kind of gun she prefers when he provides her with a real gun, and hopefully, he will. I'm not really sure what kind she prefers, since she liked them both. Revolvers don't have flying brass, are super easy to load, and don't jam, but you have to reload more often. On the other hand, she really had fun shooting the Glock and was getting pretty accurate with it, what with that sight and a few tips from the (female) range officer, who also is a firearms instructor. I was glad to see at least 3 other women there shooting while we were there. Of course, we spent a good deal of time discussing various auditions we'd gone to and acting in general, I won't bore y'all with that, but it meant that I didn't take many pictures; we were too busy talking. After all, we are chicks with guns.