Rather than hi-jack Marks' thread, I'll start this one with two shots, one known to me ..

Long shot : It is reported that many years ago during some kind of public shooting display one of the old pros [see below] took a shot at a crow that was about three times stupid at some unmeasured range and the bird suddenly took a mid flight jolt, folded awkwardly & helicoptered down AFTER he had turned around and was addressing the crowd again. He looked back over his shoulder and then said something to the effect of, 'Well, it had to go somewhere." It was witnessed by a large number of people, told many times and described in some sports book or books.

Lucky shot: Not long after the Remington 1100 was introduced a friend had dozed off under a stand of willows one early morning duck hunt and a flight of Bluebills was swinging in low toward him and out of range from where the rest of us were positioned on the small cove. Another friend realized he was asleep and yelled at the top of his lungs, "DUCKS!" The sleeper blinked to and from his sitting position fired one round without ever begining to mount the gun. Seven Bluebills fell out of the flight, stone dead. Not one even flinched. I've never witnessed anything like it before or since. There were five of us up there that morning and all saw it happen. The sleeper still shoots that gun w/the same 26" IC bbl. I never knew what cartridge he was shooting, but it was still lead shot days then.

Lie: simple type: "I routinely kill ducks at 80 yards."

Lie: BIG type: When field shooting in the wind, "I routinely bag ten dove w/ten shots, taking all comers."

Last edited by tw; 12/22/07 07:31 PM.