I believe he was aiming directly at the can, or the plate above it.I would love to see that scope closeup and see his aiming point
With a 100 yard zero, that cartridge needed approx. 165 MOA of scope elevation adjustment to make that trip. Few if any scopes have that much internal adjustment , so that's when the tilted mounts come into play. Many mounts are offered today in the 20 - 40 MOA range, but they get pretty fancy &/or specialized beyond that. Notice the upward angle of the barrel.I believe he was aiming directly at the can, or the plate above it.
I've never seen a scope that was elevated so much higher in the rear than the front!![]()
I do. She did it in fewer shots than it would have probably taken me to do it at 100. And it would be an even-money bet that I could have done it in the same number at 50 yards.It's a VIDEO, who really knows how many attempts it took?
Snake,I do. She did it in fewer shots than it would have probably taken me to do it at 100. And it would be an even-money bet that I could have done it in the same number at 50 yards.![]()
Well Played, Brother Jim.Snake,
I'm sure you will agree that she looked better missing than anyone on here hitting.Except Wendy of course
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I will not call you a liar because I have seen some almost impossible shots. A long deceased friend hit a running rabbit with a single round from a High Standard Sport King... I asked him how the heck he did it and he said.... "He jump high and he jump low... I aim for the middle because he there twicet as much as he is on the ends.... To a kid seeing a shot like that is impressiveI will be called a liar -- I don't care; it happened.
In 1969 a high school buddy and I spent an afternoon squirrel hunting on my family's farm. Walking back to the car as the sun set, we looked over a field and 'way over there saw a crow perched in the very top of a tree. My buddy, impressed with a couple of shots I had made on squirrels, said, "If you're so hot, shoot that crow."
"Too easy with a rifle," I replied, and drew my High Standard Sentinel Deluxe .22 revolver. I rested it, one-handed, on the top of a fencepost, sighted, and squeezed off a shot. To my buddy's amazement -- and mine -- after a pause a small puff of feathers erupted from the silhouetted crow, and it tipped over and toppled to the ground.
We were both so stunned that we immediately went to the farm shop and found a 100' tape. Returning to the scene in the dusk with flashlights, we measured out 168 yards to the fallen crow. Two years ago I was reunited with my friend for the first time in 50 years. Within 5 minutes of our meeting, he asked, "Hey, do you remember shooting that crow?"
That shot, plus one other witnessed shot I will recount at the appropriate time sealed my local reputation as a deadeye. Good thing no one else was at the range the last time I went!