Jason owns a Springfield TRP Operator. This thing is a beauty. It's a .45 and I'm in love with it. So is he.... Thankfully he shares.
|God, I love this thing|
As usual we bought our standard 2 targets (white sheets of paper with the numbers 1-6 running down the middle), but then we saw these really cool targets and had to get one. They were pictures of zombies! Who loves killing zombies? This chick! Seriously - give me my Dead Rising or Dead Island on my gaming systems and watch me double tap those bitches.
|This is the zombie target we bought. I named him Horatio.|
After 200 rounds of ammo (for those of you who are mathmatically challenged like I am, that's 100 rounds a piece), here's what our targets looked like:
|Our first target o'the day.|
Jason's shots are on/around the odd numbers and mine are on/around the even. I'll go right ahead and hoot my damn horn - I am not too shabby with a handgun. Not too shabby at all.
Oh and you wanna know about Horatio? Sad to say, he didn't make it. Here's the after picture of him:
|Night night, Horatio.|
Isn't that awesome? When the bullets hit the target, the paper turned different colors depending on where you hit Horatio. Jason and I pumped 25 rounds a piece into him. I went first and my first shot was right in the center of his forehead. Umm, yeah, I am a bad ass. I'll go ahead and admit that.
Sigh, what an awesome Sunday.