I fired an M-1911 a little while ago. It was the instructor’s personal weapon.
Turns out I’m magically some kind of crack shot with a .45. He was probably exaggerating but the instructor was an army ranger or sniper or something and told me he’d never see a beginner shoot that well.
So I’m probably some kind of Jason Bourne type who just forget about his past as a super duper soldier.
I put about twenty rounds through an area the size of a silver dollar. Short range — 7 yards I think — but he was still impressed. Or he was really good at hyping his students up.
Congrats of your Super soldier past life! I must have been a boat captain in a past life because when I got my skippers license, I’d never driven a boat, and the instructor was floored at my maneuvering skills and pulling alongside the pier after only 30 minutes of theory. He said “I set you up to fail because I didn’t warn you about the crosswind and the current, but you nailed it. Show me again.” And I repeated the maneuver again twice, perfectly pulling up to the designated spot each time. I felt pretty proud about that.
I fired an M-1911 a little while ago. It was the instructor’s personal weapon.
Turns out I’m magically some kind of crack shot with a .45. He was probably exaggerating but the instructor was an army ranger or sniper or something and told me he’d never see a beginner shoot that well.
So I’m probably some kind of Jason Bourne type who just forget about his past as a super duper soldier.
I put about twenty rounds through an area the size of a silver dollar. Short range — 7 yards I think — but he was still impressed. Or he was really good at hyping his students up.
Congrats of your Super soldier past life! I must have been a boat captain in a past life because when I got my skippers license, I’d never driven a boat, and the instructor was floored at my maneuvering skills and pulling alongside the pier after only 30 minutes of theory. He said “I set you up to fail because I didn’t warn you about the crosswind and the current, but you nailed it. Show me again.” And I repeated the maneuver again twice, perfectly pulling up to the designated spot each time. I felt pretty proud about that.
Who’s running Treadstone??