Belated Practical Pistol Practice Report
As many of you know, nothing goes like clockwork at our meetings. Clockwork just happens. Take last Sunday for instance. Not a soul belonging to the club showed up except for Enrique and I.
I arrived early and was rewarded by the gurgling brook, the singing birds, and the absolute abscence of any other sound.
It rained heavily the day before and the steam lifting off the banks had me humming to myself. What’s that tune?
My Star PD is now back in my possession. I lovingly cleaned and lubricated it the night before. The last time I used it, there were two failures to feed. Fast Eddie found the problem while we sat in his kitchen Saturday night. The recoil spring guide had unscrewed and was not allowing the slide to chamber a round reliably. I couldn’t wait to shoot this old friend, my Star PD .45.
I broke the silence with some basic accuracy rounds from seven meters to about twelve. People who feel they need to shoot fifty meters are often not clear on what a defensive weapon is for. I put almost a hundred rounds through her and came to the conclusion that the Beatles were right, “Happiness is a Warm Gun.”
I was about to go home when Enrique and don Alfredo from Cartuchos Costarricenses S.A. arrived. He brought new guns and an entourage people anxious to try them. Even Jose, Enrique’s son was there to try these new weapons.
There were different sizes of this pistol. It looks like they took a good look at Glock and did their best to make it better. Then there was this great 9mm Carbine…
|This gun was fun to shoot and is semi auto, legal to own and shoot.|
|An accessory sight for the Carbine. Even with a half blind right eye, I got tight groups.|
|Don Alfredo with his new toy.|
These become social affairs, and the friends you make are somehow closer than someone you may have gone to school with. Common interest is what pulls it all together.
Everyone shot everything there was to shoot. Fun, no?