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i pushed hard for a CZ 455. the American. or MMERICAN.
had to dial it back to Savage budget to get approval from the acquisitions department. truthfully, i am stoked. it's like being a kid again. plinking at targets.
i won a beer bet with a bunch of local yokels. we were shooting at a public range. (hyjack - this public range looked like a landfill. i have never seen that much crap in the forest. i picked up my spent targets and looked like a martian.) i hiked thru the crap and found a bunch of clay pigeons on a hill. one guy, said..best shooter wins a cold beer! he brought the beer, so in my eyes he was already the winner. i ranged it 125 yards. i had a camp chair and my camera tripod shooting stick.
lets just say the .22 is my favorite caliber to shoot of all time. well done!
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poof! gone
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