Let's have some fun!! Winner gets a prize!

[MMurray]

I was going through my reloading dies the other day and found a set of Lee Carbide 10mm dies. Okay, so here's the contest!

What is the most bizarre thing you have ever shot or shooting game played with your 10mm? This contest runs till midnight first of May, when I will go through all the replies and pick the top three. Then voting on the top three will go from May 3rd through the 10th.

The winner will receive a set of slightly used Lee Precision 10mm dies. Good luck, have fun, and be honest! Will pay shipping inside U.S.

If possible, post pics, please!

Just for fun, MMurray[B]

[edm1]

Ok, I'll tell you one, because I don't think anyone here knows my real name.:shocked:

In college I had one of those recorders you sometimes use in class to record the teacher. Well my roomate and I loaded up and headed to the renge with it. We had a 10mm, 357, mini 14, M1 Carbine etc. Well we made a soundtrack of a scenario of invaders taking over our town and us shooting them all. Went into depth of the Red Dawnish gathering supplies at Wal-Mart while they were attacking us in the clothes section.

I found this tape about 8 years ago and it is really bad. It was made in 1996.

[Bullman]

When I went through pistol transition school back in 1992 or so, I had a 4506 and a 1006 at that time and I was trying to hawk the 1006 to finance my new duty gear for the 4506 (I know, what was I thinking) Anyway, during one of the breaks from school, the class was having some fun shooting steel plates. The 9mm crowd were pushing the plates over and the 45 guys were knocking them down and having some fun ribbing the 9mm guys about not having enough gun for the job. I had some Norma ammo for my 1006 and thought I would demo it for potential buyers, I was hitting the plates so hard they were bouncing back up after being hit and knocked down. That said, no one bought the pistol.

[4eyes]

If you have small game hunted in the fall, you know how frustrating and irritating chipmunks can be when rustling around in the dead leaves. One late spring we had a freeze that killed all the nut and fruit blooms and nearly killed off all the squirrels too. So I started hunting chipmunks with various handguns, 1076 included. Given a chipmunk's size, speed, and the shooting distances required, I felt pretty good with a kill ratio of one chipmunk for 5 shots. That's several hundred rounds shot with a 38 Spl., 357 mag, 44 Spl., 45 Colt, 9mm, and 10 mm.

An addendum: 2 years ago-squirrel season-a city boy was telling a couple of us about the good luck he had been having and how many he had in his car trunk. We went out to see the trophies--you guessed it--chipmunks. We didn't tell him any different.

[ILikeFtLbs]

I have two.

1) I was replacing planks on an old tree stand and there was a bat hiding behind one of the 2x4s. I couldn't get him to come out, and I didn't want to get bit, so I got down on the ground and shot the 2x4 in front of where he was hiding. The 180 gr FMJ went through and knocked him dead.

2) I was looking for a whitetail I had shot with my rifle at last light on the edge of a field. I had my flashlight and was looking around, when I saw an eye flashing back at me. Thinking it was the deer, I started to walk toward it. It was a scared skunk. The tail went up and started running sideways in my direction to line me up for a shot. I ran backwards pulling my glock, but I couldn't see the sights. It took 3 panicked, running, screaming, shots to finally hit the thing. I didn't get directly sprayed, but still smelled for 2 days. The deer smelled too.

[frank4570]

2 deer, 2 squirrel,1 fox (headshot, 35 yds,fox running at full speed, 1 shot,surprised me too)1 rabbit,1 groundhog, 1 possum,1 beaver.

[Tazz10m]

Once upon a time... some "hispanic" (yes, it makes a difference) 16-17 year old gang punk pulled along side my truck, stopped, and opened his door just behind my truck... i wound down my window and asked (real nice);

"Hey, are you ok? Do you need any help?"

He replied (in a real gruff, accented, and practiced voice;

"Why don't you get out of here, A?"

I said (very diplomaticly);

"Well, this is my neighborhood... Why don't you take off?"

He replied (same voice, etc.,); So, be on your way, A."

I said (doing my best Homie the Clown); "I don't think so."

He replied ; "BANG!" (with a 10" ball of rolling orange fire coming toward me...).

So i says to my self (silently); "What the hell was that, a fire cracker???"

The little voice in my head says to me (very calm and matter-of-factly); "No, he just shot at you."

So i says to my self (silently); "Oh, ok, i know what to do... BAWOOOOM!!!!!!!" I let him have a nice hot Silvertip to take back and show his homies... (As i just happened to have a G20 in my hand with a old Silvertip up the pipe... along with 14 more in the mag...hehehe...)

It was amazing! The flame was HUGE! About 3-4 feet long and 2-3 feet wide and WHITE tinged with all sorts of REALLY pretty colors...but very little orange... it lit up the entire neighborhood like lightning! And LOUD!!! Sounded like a 16 inch battle ship canon! Try sitting in your car and point shooting shooting over your shoulder backwards and light one off next to your ear without ear plugs and you'll know what i mean... we are talking LOUD.

The next thing i knew he was closing his door, starting the car, putting it in gear, taking off the brake, stomping on the gas, dropping the clutch, and taking off like a chi hua hua that just got all his hair singed off by a fire breathing dragon! God, that was funny! :nono: :burn: :laughabove: :supergrin: :animlol:

He's paniced all right!

How bizarre... how bizarre, how bizarre.......

[Mass10mm]

Several years ago, I was hunting in the woods with my G20. As so often is the case, not a creature was to be seen or heard. Then I heard a familiar bird call and looked up into the tree canopy overhead. About 50 feet up, there was a little chickadee, flitting from branch to branch. I took a careful bead on the little guy and loosed a shot. Of course, I missed, and the little bugger must have flown off, since he was nowhere to be seen. I hung around the spot for a moment, thinking about which way to go next, when I noticed a faint snowfall, litttle tiny flakes, coming down. Since this was late summer, snow wasn't really that likely. Closer inspection of the 'snowflakes' revealed that they were tiny bits of feathers. Apparently my shot had been true, and the little birdie had simply vaporized. Bet thaat surprised him!

[ppro]

Tazz10M

Tazz

I just noticed that you are Brooks (Agrip)

I didn't realize Tazz10M was you.

That's some funny stuff...you DO know how to have a good time !

I especially like your thought process..closer than most people know :supergrin: or, want to know...

regards

Paul Prochko

[badkarmaiii]

Here's mine:
While hunting rabbits during a failed pig hunt, I fired about 10 rounds of 10mm at a HUGE jackrabbit that decided to charge me after the first miss from about 30 yards. I fired as he came at me, missing and laughing hysterically. He finally veered off at about 5 yards, allowing me one, last, broadside, running shot while trying not to wet my pants as my buddy Mike yelled "call that M-F Bruce Willis! He's one Die-Hard jack!" in his Texas drawl. Bruce got away. I got teased.
Even better: A buddy of mine with federal credentials borrowed the same customized G20 and related equipment. He used it to end a bad guy armed with a handgun that had taken two loads of buckshot to the chest but didn't go down. He put one of my Hydra-Shoks to the right of his nose and dropped him in a messy instant. He's a 9mm SIG wuss and had never shot a 10mm before, but was familiar with Glocks. He overestimated and anticipated the recoil, causing the shot to go low & right. He was impressed, to say the least, with the effectiveness and low recoil. Hydra-Shoks and a 24lb recoil spring are a soft-shooting combo. Glad my Glock could help.

-MIII