Plinking
Yesterday, me and Dad met his friend at the range for some shooting. In the picture, I was spotting for my Dad's friend firing his .308 something or other. After taking forever to sight in the new scope, I finally got a chance to shoot. That range has some steel plates hanging from a frame for use as targets; it's amazingly satisfying to see splashes of bare metal show up as your bullet strips off the paint and sets the plate swinging.
