I had shot at Westfield two weeks earlier with my husband John, and we had thoroughly enjoyed ourselves so we were keen to come back for the Registered events, 100 ESP and 100 Fitasc. So we set off armed with loads of cartridges and a packed lunch! The weather was good, so I also took my BMH (Bavarian Mountain Hound) with me.
There really were some cracking targets on. I came to one stand, up a small platform, where you shot five sim pairs, a pink and a green. They looked pretty steady targets, or so I thought! I smashed the first pair, then I missed the green going away. How did that happen? Well, being somewhat rusty, I failed to do what I preach, which is to select a…
