Skeet started as hunter prep, or warmup, or imprinting (giving the old snake brain a picture that it'll recognize without cogitation. I love that W. H. Foster illustration of the young man with the double looking back at the high house. Coiled like a snake, buddy. And if nothing flew, I guess he'd have been able to go on walking without looking like Elmer Fudd. Sometimes there's too much evolution. Too bad all that's left of the tradition is the "grousing". I got high house 8 a couple times starting butt in the armpit, safety on. Didn't make me holy as thee are nor a good shot and if I actually picked up a bird coming over that way I'd probably duck. Did make me happy. There is just a mere particle of a grain of truth in the thought that alongside all of us who can't master the "simplist target sport" there are others who by the available evidence mastered it only with the aid of a mounted gun. Shooting low gun may be a convenient excuse for mediocrity at the targets but it's also homage to the precursor sport. As for sporting, what will you do when the window between the trees is so small that you can't nail it 1 for 4 mounted? Will you be put off by the difficulty? Of course. But what shortcut will you adopt to assure competitive success. Get rid of the finger; make the message from the eye the trigger. That day is already here. It's called virtual reality.
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