I posted this in a thread in the Political Section but thought some here might be interested.
A couple of years ago my Aussie Neighbor had a English friend and his teen son, that he met while working in Norway, visit him. Aussie wanted to know if I would take them to the range and allow them to shoot my stuff. Well Yea!! The friend had been in the British Army but son had never shot a hand gun. I think he had shot a rifle but no big bore.
But first they had to watch the movie Quigley Down Under and I didn't tell them why, which none of them had seen. They were quite surprised when I uncased my Quigley Sharps in 45-70 which all really enjoyed shooting. I also took my 1918 and 1943 Colt 1911s along with several 357 and 45 Colt Ruger 3 screws. After a few hours and 1000+ rounds of ammo that is around 600-800FPS non intimidating loads they got pretty good and totally enjoyed themselves. I also gave the Teen one of my very nice belt buckles that I had won at a SASS Match. The next day his Dad took him to the local Cowboy Belt Store to buy a new belt that fit the buckle.
He sent me a picture of him in his HS wearing the buckle along with a big smile.
A couple of years ago my Aussie Neighbor had a English friend and his teen son, that he met while working in Norway, visit him. Aussie wanted to know if I would take them to the range and allow them to shoot my stuff. Well Yea!! The friend had been in the British Army but son had never shot a hand gun. I think he had shot a rifle but no big bore.
But first they had to watch the movie Quigley Down Under and I didn't tell them why, which none of them had seen. They were quite surprised when I uncased my Quigley Sharps in 45-70 which all really enjoyed shooting. I also took my 1918 and 1943 Colt 1911s along with several 357 and 45 Colt Ruger 3 screws. After a few hours and 1000+ rounds of ammo that is around 600-800FPS non intimidating loads they got pretty good and totally enjoyed themselves. I also gave the Teen one of my very nice belt buckles that I had won at a SASS Match. The next day his Dad took him to the local Cowboy Belt Store to buy a new belt that fit the buckle.
He sent me a picture of him in his HS wearing the buckle along with a big smile.