Now who ya know besides me who write lines and squeeze nines?
Is there anything you can’t do in Vegas?
Three miles east of the Strip, on Tropicana Avenue, sits The Gun Store - the embodiment of that part of the Second Amendment that reads “the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed”.
If you want to try shooting a .22 pistol, you can do that - never having used a gun before, this is what I went for. If you want to try a shotgun, you can do that too. Want to shoot a machine gun, like an Uzi SMG or a Heckler and Koch MP5 or a proper Kalashnikov AK-47 assault rifle? Sure - and here’s a $5 discount coupon.
A .22 pistol and 20 bullets will set you back $20. Eye and ear protection on, and you’re into the range with an expert standing just behind you. Right hand around the grip, index finger away from the trigger, left hand around the grip, flinch as the person two booths down lets rip with an MP5.
Finger around the trigger. Line up the sights. Squeeze not pull. F… that’s a lot of kickback. I’m slightly scared of the little lump of metal in my hands now.
Sights again, squeeze again. Careful. “Your hands are slipping down - keep them high on the grip.”
I shot twenty bullets at the paper target (apparently not too badly either, here’s the photo of the results) - but at the end of it I was quite happy to put the pistol down and step away. No machine-guns for me today. Maybe next time.