sixshot
Buckeye
Today 2 of my son's wanted to do some additional long range shooting (rifles) we've been going every day for several days, they are getting ready for a Wyoming deer hunt next weekend & have done a lot of shooting out to 800 yds, both are deadly. There are some real long shot possibilities where they will be hunting.
Anyway on the way back to town the oldest grandson wanted to ride on the 4 wheeler that was loaded on the trailer, his dad said it was OK & we took off back to town, it was dark & we were going slow down an old gravel road (private) then out of nowhere a big jack starts running down the road, blinded by the headlights, he blasts out into the tall grass & we keep driving, another mile & we jump another jack, they are everywhere this year! He is really motoring & I ask Shane how fast we were going, he said 28 mph, we start gaining on the jack even though the road was rough, the jack just stays ahead of us & when we top the hill & start down Shane speeds up & the old jack lays his ears back & really hits the afterburners, he's going down that hill at 35 miles an hour, Shane pulls over to the left side as I grab my OM 357 from the Barranti rig & roll down the window, I'm desperately trying to find that front sight in the darkness at 35 miles an hour on a very rough road. The jack is going straight away & the big Keith slug smacks him right in the tail pipe & he rolls 30 feet! My grandson was still on top of the 4 wheeler & watched the whole show, he was hollering & whooping when the jack started tumbling.
Most likely the luckiest shot I'll ever make, at least I had 3 witnesses.
This is me & my grandson Ridge, he just kept saying, grandpa that was an awesome shot, over & over, he couldn't get over it.
Two of the other grandkids wanted to get in the picture, the 8 yr old cut one foot off the old jack, said he wanted a lucky rabbits foot!........... I didin't think he was all that lucky!
Dick
Anyway on the way back to town the oldest grandson wanted to ride on the 4 wheeler that was loaded on the trailer, his dad said it was OK & we took off back to town, it was dark & we were going slow down an old gravel road (private) then out of nowhere a big jack starts running down the road, blinded by the headlights, he blasts out into the tall grass & we keep driving, another mile & we jump another jack, they are everywhere this year! He is really motoring & I ask Shane how fast we were going, he said 28 mph, we start gaining on the jack even though the road was rough, the jack just stays ahead of us & when we top the hill & start down Shane speeds up & the old jack lays his ears back & really hits the afterburners, he's going down that hill at 35 miles an hour, Shane pulls over to the left side as I grab my OM 357 from the Barranti rig & roll down the window, I'm desperately trying to find that front sight in the darkness at 35 miles an hour on a very rough road. The jack is going straight away & the big Keith slug smacks him right in the tail pipe & he rolls 30 feet! My grandson was still on top of the 4 wheeler & watched the whole show, he was hollering & whooping when the jack started tumbling.
Most likely the luckiest shot I'll ever make, at least I had 3 witnesses.
This is me & my grandson Ridge, he just kept saying, grandpa that was an awesome shot, over & over, he couldn't get over it.
Two of the other grandkids wanted to get in the picture, the 8 yr old cut one foot off the old jack, said he wanted a lucky rabbits foot!........... I didin't think he was all that lucky!
Dick
