My last day at the Eastern Games. Rough weather was threatening the area and as you can see, the red range flag whipping hard.
Today would the last chance for my 1943 M1 Garand rifle to win any medals. The first stage is the slow fire prone. I was doing quite well until my eighth shot. I mashed the trigger and sent a round south. Nevertheless, I managed a total of 92-2X.
Next up was the rapid fire prone. The first three rounds out of the gate were dead on. Then a “6” spoiled it. Even though I manage an “X” later, I was rattled. Total for the stage, an 81-2X. Not good.
The last hurrah for the Garand, the dreaded standing without support. I would have to do really good here to earn anything. I was faring well until the next to the last shot. I jerked the trigger and dashed any hope. An 85-0X would only give me a total of 258-4X.
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