Range Visit
Sunday, October 31st, 2004
Shooting buddy Seuss and I went to the range today to blow off some steam. It was a cold overcast day, and the range was pretty packed the entire time we were there. Members can reserve a lane, which comes in handy on the weekends. MFL Manchester only has 10 lanes, so it gets pretty smoky and crowded during the winter.
We started off with my Bushmaster XM15-E2S, which has been sitting in my safe for 4 years. The previous owner, a friend of mine who had to dump all his guns when he moved to California, had only shot it once. We figured today was as good a day as any to break it in, after finding out we could shoot it indoors at MFL.
We got 20 rounds of .223 at MFL, and couldn’t get the gun to completely cycle. Either the ammo was a little underpowered for indoor use, or the gun was too dry to cycle reliably after long storage. I suspect it was more the latter, despite how wet it was when it was first packed up. Plus the gun had never been broken in. I actually had to use the bolt-assist once when the cartridge had partially been stripped forward, but in general there was no feeding. There was no problem with extraction. We’ll need to shoot it more. I broke it down when I got home and gave it a good lubing, and the action seems a little slicker now.
After shooting through our expensive bag of .223, we switched to the Glock, XD9, Kimber, and Ruger, shooting at a distance of 10 to 17.5 yards. The pictures are wide-angle, so the targets look much smaller than they really were (NRA B-2 50foot slow fire targets).
We were not really doing any bullseye, except for the last set of 2 to determine who was buying dinner. We shot 2 strings of 10 shots, two-handed, with the Ruger .22 / red-dot optical sight. When I brought my target in (see left photo), I was disappointed to see I was shooting high and to the left, compared to Seuss’ centered but slightly wider group. But then, Seuss pointed out that he hadn’t finished zeroing the sight in, so he’d been compensating by shooting at the 5 o’clock point of the black!
I guess my face showed my displeasure, so we shot a final set of targets. We only had 6 rounds left, so we shot for “smallest group”. Seuss won that by a smidge, so I ended up buying BBQ at Smokey Bones. Oh well. Can’t win them all.

























