I woke up this morning thinking, "feels like a range day". So I packed up the AK's and called up "Steel Rule" and hitched a ride with him to Kokohead... We get there at about 12:30pm. Perfect time to get an open rifle table, never fails..
45min into our session it rains heavily forcing everyone to cover up their pretty rifles.. (ps: the AK's stayed out)
.It surely cleared up right away with the sun and breeze working in harmony making this day a good day as what Ice Cube would say..
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"3:00pm!! Closing time, "SIEZE FIRE!,SIEZE FIRE!... So as we start packing up, "Steel Rule" grabs my Yugo underfolder and (while facing it down range) folds it and looks back and smiles...
All of a sudden we here someone yell "FACE THE RIFLE DOWN RANGE!!".. We all look at the Range Master(Master of Ranges) and look the opposite direction to see who he's yelling at... Theres no one with in 10 tables of us.. So we look at him and ask simultaneously "You talking to us?" He says "YEAH, FACE THE RIFLE DOWN RANGE"
"Steel Rule" replies with "I (WAS) facing the rifle down range. I wasn't turning the rifle towards anywhere else"... The Range Master yells back with a slight hesitation "YEAH BUT.... YOU WERE ABOUT TO!"
Evidently we have "Psychic Range Master's" at our disposal....
You know when an ambulance is trying to get from point A to point B in the fastest and safest way possible, they avoid getting into or causing an accident... I think these guy's that walk the yellow line and keep us safe at the range sometimes go to far...
"Steel Rule" and I have those personalities where we say we're sorry even though we didn't do anything wrong...but always prepared to "Tango!" if you know what I mean..
.... That made an unnecessary heated situation real fast.... REALLY uncalled for...
Ok, I'm feel better now ...
