Hazel's currently on a Route 66 tour as part of her university field trip. Done Vegas, done the desert, done a bunch of American road-side attractions, exercised her 2nd Amendment rights.
Of course, she'd never shoot the bollocks off a fly from 300 yards like her old dad in his prime, but Proud Dad Is Proud.
(And Say No To Guns, kids. The best place for firearms is pointing down a range).
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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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