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    You know it's deer season when...

    Fellow was was a good boyhood friend, now just an ex-acquaintance, got everything in life he ever wanted. When I got a 30-30 Win. 94 at the age of 14, he got a Rem. 742 Woodmaster carbine in 30-06. Long story short . . . His little trophy wife stewardess, bought him a top of the line...
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    Avoided a serious disaster at the range

    Darwin at work . . .
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    North Georgia Ranges and Clubs?

    River Bend in Dawsonville, but one must be nominated for membership by 2 members in good standing.
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    Can see heartbeat bounce crosshairs a lot. Issue with the stock (PRS)?

    A match can be won or lost on a pulse beat . . . the difference between 9 points and an X.
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    Can see heartbeat bounce crosshairs a lot. Issue with the stock (PRS)?

    When you start shooting really high level competion, heart beat and pulse rate come into play. One learns how to moderate heart beat throught breathiing and psychological training. Try shooting a perfect at 50 feet small bore. Lay three targets on top of each other and see ten holes.
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    Maggie’s Leaky pipe

    Also acommodates for those jackasses who don't flush . . . .
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    Range Report Ballistic AE .. what is it missing that you want..

    The HUD solution window. Get rid of the "odometer" . . .
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    Maggie’s This is an AR Tacticool must have!

    I KNOW it's stupid, but I'd love to have one to fit over my AAC Cyclone just for shits and giggles.
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    Need advice for new/used economy car. *Update

    Nissan Sentra with the back seat pass through.
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    New US Army Camouflage Selection Leaked

    I can't remember anything else being used. The only camo that was prior to that was that which was of the WW2 design, to the best of my knowledge.
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    Fieldcraft Evading a Sniper

    Welcome home, Alfson . . .