It was an “old-money” paper target — imperial, not metric.
By my estimation, the figures work out as:
- 110 m away.
- 7 cm low — in my defense, I hadn’t started adjusting the elevation yet.
- A 1 cm “group” — although I’d still argue that firing three shots provides a more accurate distribution from which to average.
- Century-old, bolt-action rifle — a .257 Roberts that will accompany me whilst I sit quietly awaiting a deer.
- A 40 year-old 2.5x(!) scope — practically open-sights.
It’s an older rifleman, sir… but he still shoots fine.
Homie don’t need no $4,000, custom-made sniper rifle in some exotic chambering with a $2,500 sniper scope. There will be no Shelf Queens in my safe, thankyouverymuch.
Also, after The Year of Hell, I can still shoot.