You may have noticed over the last few weeks I have been stuck balls deep in the biggest pile of shit shooting known to man but this week I had a massive incentive to kick ass.
At the weekly Saturday club meeting at the workshop Big Gay Al said if I managed to kick his ass he would buy the doughnuts, he obviously didn’t realize the rashness of his comment as anyone in the trade should know nothing gets between a mechanic and a doughnut.
Sunday morning filled with confidence I picked up Al and off we went to Ashley near Tiverton, Devon for a friendly 140 birds.
I had been given some Hull Superfast to try out which were only a 27gram load.
Al was up first and made a complete balls up of the stand, I was in hoping that 1 gram lead deficit wouldn’t affect my score and made not quite the balls up Al made but a balls up never the less.
The first stand must have been a one off as over the next few stands we both got 8s, 9s and 10s with the lead going back and forth, then out of the blue Al had a shit one leaving the door wide open, he did manage to pull a couple back but it was all over, the doughnuts were mine.
It was a glorious August Sunday morning so me and Big Gay Al took a 45 minute drive to Ashley near Tiverton Devon for a friendly 70 birds
So who won I am sure you are wondering, well we both started with a ten straight on a nice easy warm up stand, moving to a crosser with an incomer on report Al slipped one clay behind, followed by a pair of high driven Al slipped to four behind, next a pair of quartering and Al slipped to five behind, the rot was well and truly setting in, 28 inches of Beretta power showing 30 inches of rusty Browning how it should be done. Over the last three stands Al managed to pull a couple back but it was too late, he was today’s pebble dashed thunderbox.
Andy, Terry (The my shit don’t stink duo) and Dr John went for a 100 bird registered at Ashley near Tiverton, Devon today, whilst there met with Dave (GT) and Gary.
After a couple bad (easy) stands to start with one of our star players got a bit of a cob on when one of his well meaning buddies tried to give some helpful advice, and having a “fuck you all” moment stormed off, well that’s how I heard it anyway.
The adrenalin boost must have aided his shooting as he finished with not a bad score considering it was apparently a tough shoot.
So the scores
Andy = 72/100
Gary = 70/100
GT = 64/100
Terry = 53/100
And today’s shit filled bed pan Dr John on 50%
Couldn't hit a barn door