The next morning, I dropped the pics we took so far on my computer.
Then we all jumped in this thing and drove to The Gun Range.
We were constantly being reminded how everything IS bigger in Texas.
Richard ran out 100 yards to set-up our targets.
Here are the only rules. Sounds good to me.
The Natalies looked ready.
And then Richard fired off those first rounds.
Earplugs are recommended.
My video gaming skillz kicked into gear.
This is one of my favorite shots...
Natalie had to hold her eyelid closed to see the target better.
Okay, now she's cooler with the sunglasses on.
Damn, I wish she didn't loose those cool shades.
Texas Natalie was happy to start squeezing off rounds.
Isn't it illegal to wear pink and fire an assault rifle in Texas?
Strangely, shooting these guns felt somehow theraputic to me.
Having a mustache should be a recquirement to shoot an assault rifle.
I keep thinking Im watching Magnum PI.
Here I paused to stare down in awe at the death machine in my hands.
I see a story idea forming... Vegan with a Gun:
One woman's struggle with compassion for animals,
Yet sadly cursed with the uncanny marksmanship of a sniper.
I'll be her trusty, animal-activist sidekick.
Mustached Peter (pronounced Peta)
Ahhh... the end of another day in Texas.
Yee-haw! More here.
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