Ever since our last range trip where she shot one of my .45ACP 1911's for the first time and declared it her favorite, she has been bugging me about shooting a .44 Magnum. I took her to an unattended national forest range this past Friday afternoon and scratched that itch.
I placed my .44 Magnum Research Shorty revolver in her hands, not realizing before what really tiny hands she has until they held the big single action.
Well, to simplify the story, sitting seated in her wheelchair with the hands that would never function and the eyes that would never focus properly, using an unsupported two-hand grip and her first time to ever pull the trigger on full-house .44 magnum loads, she thumped a one gallon plastic Tide detergent bottle on the 25 yard line with four of the five rounds in the cylinder. wanting a more challenging target, she went after three shot-up aluminum gas cylinders about a foot long and about four inches in diameter around 35 yards out. She went only two of five on these.
She then asked if I had anything else with a satisfactory kick. I let her fire my three inch Model 65 .357 mag, but that was anti-climatic for her after the .44 mag. and she started plinking single action at the empty shotgun shells lying about the range, going about 50% on these.
I always tell her to get her proper sight picture, focus on the front sight, and to just start squeezing the trigger and let the gun go off when it wants to, don't try to make it go off, just let it. She is absolutely cold-blooded about touching off those heavy recoiling loads, with no flinch at all. That's more than I can say sometimes about myself.
Great afternoon!
I placed my .44 Magnum Research Shorty revolver in her hands, not realizing before what really tiny hands she has until they held the big single action.
Well, to simplify the story, sitting seated in her wheelchair with the hands that would never function and the eyes that would never focus properly, using an unsupported two-hand grip and her first time to ever pull the trigger on full-house .44 magnum loads, she thumped a one gallon plastic Tide detergent bottle on the 25 yard line with four of the five rounds in the cylinder. wanting a more challenging target, she went after three shot-up aluminum gas cylinders about a foot long and about four inches in diameter around 35 yards out. She went only two of five on these.
She then asked if I had anything else with a satisfactory kick. I let her fire my three inch Model 65 .357 mag, but that was anti-climatic for her after the .44 mag. and she started plinking single action at the empty shotgun shells lying about the range, going about 50% on these.
I always tell her to get her proper sight picture, focus on the front sight, and to just start squeezing the trigger and let the gun go off when it wants to, don't try to make it go off, just let it. She is absolutely cold-blooded about touching off those heavy recoiling loads, with no flinch at all. That's more than I can say sometimes about myself.
Great afternoon!
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