Going postal
Even further behind schedule than just about any government procurement project that you care to mention, that time has come dear friends to post some of the results from the postal match that finished ooooooooo let me see weeks ago. So, sorry for my tardiness on this item but there just haven’t been enough hours in the day recently & life round at Free Market Towers has been even more completely chaotic than it is usually.
Anyway, excuses aside this morning it is with heavy heart that I am forced to confront the awful truth that the spirit of unadulterated gamesmanship seems to be alive & thriving among my readership. Whilst postal shoots are always open to a modicum of rule bending, this particular competition saw more abuse than Abu Ghraib Prison.
One card, received in the mail, actually had muzzle blast marks on it – so well done Hitman71 for that. If that’s your definition of 15 or 25 yrds, I would like to discuss what constitutes 9” with your lovely wife. Reader Jamie, very sportingly opted to shoot his card at 100m with iron sights … however putting 50 rounds of 7.62mm link through it isn’t big or clever – nether as Gorgeous tried, is photoshopping your target! Still at least you ‘fessed up!
This sort of unspeakable grammar school spiv behaviour wasn’t just confined to electronic competitors – even on our home range, normally a bastion of fair play & gentlemanliness, there was more cheating going on than in the average GCSE exam room & you humble correspondents card was a case in point.
After dropping two sighters a little, low a couple of clicks on the elevation screw had things going quite nicely, clearly to the dismay of that shameless poltroon, The Englishman. With defeat & the prospect of having to fund beer looking him in the eye, he clearly decided that I needed distraction so proceeded to announce to the entire range the tale of the walking pig … nothing remarkable about that, save for the fact that that it had a pick axe sticking out of its head … & that it my excuse for dropping the penultimate shot – because I was convulsing with laughter. Well that’s my excuse & I’m sticking to it.
It was then down to the great charlatan himself to step up to the firing point
Hmmmmmmmmm – no matter how I tried, being the honest cove that I am, I just couldn’t get his forth or sixth scoring shots to gauge out – cruses a tie! Despite having age on his side, The Englishman’s No1 son languished a point behind notwithstanding keen eye & steady hand
while the bomb disposal boys proved that had neither of the above attributes & that they should stick to their pliers & stethoscopes
Others among you used the wrong targets but wanted to join in anyway which is commendable...
& never one to miss the chance to get a rifle in his hands, Kim sent targets from Texas.
![FMpostalmatchKim02[1].jpg](http://www.fmft.net/archives/kim card/FMpostalmatchKim02%5B1%5D.jpg)
The furthest that we had entries from was Kiwiland & lets face it, you cant get further away from FM Towers than that! Anyway, the upshot of all of this is that the grand prize giving will be held in the pub this Friday night – see all you there – well maybe not judging by the recent performance of certain individuals who having had a bit of a lunch last Friday went MIA …. you know who you are!
Comments
I thought I did rather well considering it was done with a Wheelbarrow. ;-)
Posted by: nbc | April 24, 2006 2:46 PM
I shot like crap, let's do it again soon!
Posted by: -keith in silicon valley | April 24, 2006 5:27 PM
The next shoot is up at
http://www.anenglishmanscastle.com/archives/002651.html
Good luck and Good shooting
Posted by: The Englishman | April 25, 2006 12:05 AM
If I'd had the opportunity to get to a rifle range, I would have used the right target.
Next time, eh? ;)
Posted by: Misty | April 25, 2006 1:47 PM
Fix. Fix.
And where's yer second shot in the bottom right? Trying to tell me you got a "one-holer"?
According to Mrs. FM, you last managed that feat in 1979.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | April 25, 2006 3:35 PM
Any chance of seeing the PS targets post 50 rounds of 7.62?
As you say, it's not big or clever, but it'd be bloody funny.
Posted by: Alister | April 27, 2006 8:00 AM