I'm just sorry there are no small arms ranges in Blighty any more. I used to love going to the local one and blasting the targets, and the bollocks off flies if they were stupid enough to settle on the targets, with my Smith and Wesson.
Ah, Las Vegas! The Slough of USAnia...
It's handy when the daughter learns to shoot. Then dad can stop sitting on the front stoop, casually cleaning his shotgun as a not-so-subtle message to the local lads.
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