Five essentials for survival. Food, water, shelter, fire / energy,security. Also there is the five C's. Combustion, cutlery, cordage, cover, container.
Nonsense. You can come down and practice calling missed shots in moa at the bar drinking heavily the night before the shoot.... that's how me and Tom practiced before my first match.
I shot one last week that had 12000 thru it and it had never shot anything other than cheap tula and wolf ammo. It shot just as good as my brand new one.
I have really been kicking around the permanent treatment and the glock over haul they do. I hear it's awesome but I don't wanna be with.out my precious lol.
Guy here in town has two or three of those.way newer too. I have been wanting to see if he would sell one. It would male the ultimate groundhog vehicle lol.
Ok A little update... I finished uprising USA as I said earlier. I moved onto uprising uk. And now George hills brother came out with a side story titled uprising Italia. Jut finished it a few min ago and I really love how all these books are tying together. I can't wait for uprising Russia, uprising china, and uprising Afghanistan.
Sitting here talking to the wife about some of the other things that has happened and she corrected me on this story. There was a bang in the coat closet before the front door. I totally forgot about that. She also reminded me of the time we walk into our living room and our boxer/pit was staring at the wall with her head cocked sideways like she does when someone is talking to her.
Another couple story about my house for ya since I'm not trying to type on my phone. Long before I even met my wife my place was the batchelor pad. All my buddies were here from the time I was off work until we all had to be at work the next day. One night I was sound asleep and woke up to someone trotting up my steps into my room. I laid there waiting to see who it was cuz everyone had already left to go home way earlier. Nothing ever made it to the top of the steps . And I forgot to mention these are the same steps the old man died at the bottom of. Another night asleep in my upstairs room I dreamt somebody was touching my cheek. Sorta like when you were a child and your mother would check you for a fever with the back of her hand... Well it startled me awake and when I opened my eyes I looked towards the stairs and the was a dark figure walking away from my bed and towards the stairs. I scrambled for my glasses on my night stand, put them on, turned back and nothing as there. Right after I bought the house my then wife now exwife had a dog that looked like the exact dog on the taco bell commercials. Really for that breed of dog it was pretty chilled out. He never really got excited. I'm sitting at my computer desk and the dog starts barking in the kitchen. I was just in there maybe five minutes before that finishing up the dishes from dinner. When I get to where I can see the dog the hair on the back of his neck is straight up and he is wigging out. I get to the kitchen and find the rug I had in front of the sink I had just been standing on five min prior was perfectly folded in half... Not once .... But twice. And yet I have more..... The worst one in which I actually lost sleep over. I was asleep again. Nobody was around and it was about 4 in the morning. I was awoke to a huge crash. It literally shook my house it seemed like. I woke up instantly and the first thought was someone broke into my house and was stealing my tv and dropped it while they were leaving it. I grabbed my handgun and ran down stairs. I cleared the three rooms I come to before I get to my living room just to make sure there wasnt any way some one could still be left in the house and be behind me. Finally in my living room i see my tv in the same spot it was when I went to bed. I move through my living room into my kitchen and I see my back door cracked open. I know I specifically checked every door before I went to bed just like every night before and it was locked. I never leave a door unlocked, EVER. When I grabbed the handle to inspect it and the knob was still locked so to me that means it was opened from the inside. Now my adrenaline is going in over drive! I spend the next hour clearing my entire house. No room or closet went unchecked... I checked under beds even. To this day I have no idea how it came open. That's pretty much it for the freaky stories. There are other little things like things look like they are pushed off surfaces. Last week I was standing in my kitchen and a bag of m&ms that had been sitting on top of my refrigerator for over a year slides off right into my arms and I catch them.
Man I got stories! My house I bought it right after the old owner was found face down on the floor dead at the bottom of the stairs. The son and daughter of the owner didn't want anything to for with the crap in the house except for the antiques. So for a long time I was finding stuff of this old fellas everywhere. One night me and the wife were sitting on the couch and we heard someone or something walk down our stairs to the front door. There was a sound at the front door like you would push on it to make sure it was closed tight, then the foot steps went right around the couch into the kitchen and there was a bang at the sink. We were dumbfounded. The really wierd thing was the dog sat in between is and obviously heard it too, but the kicker was she was following it with her head like she was watching someone.