Thursday, November 26, 2015
I went to the law-enforcement range with the Protect Only instructor. My pistol shot a few times and then quit. The instructor got one of his pistols and it wouldn't shoot my ammo. So he got some of his bullets. His gun and his bullets shot really well. It was a competition pistol with one pound pressure on the trigger. It shot as smooth as silk. I did really well. The instructor said the gun needed to be cleaned and something was wrong with the ammo. I took it home and told Larry my sad gun story. He shot it about eight times and then it jammed for him. But, I passed my class.