Favorite revolver stories

Discussion in 'Revolver Handguns' started by danolator, Nov 12, 2012.

  1. danolator

    danolator New Member

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    What's yours? Here's mine.

    At the range with my son last week and I brought Boo along (SP101 ,357 3"). There was a beginner class at the other end of the range & every so often, one of the students would wander down and watch me shoot. Later, when the class was walking out, my son said the instructor stopped and told the class, " that's a 357 magnum...the real deal."
     
  2. Bob Wright

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    I had been deer hunting with my son-in-law, his dad, and a friend of my son-in-law's. I was carrying my brass butted Ruger three screw Super Blackhawk. My son-in-law was extolling the power of my .44 Magnum. We were coming out of the woods, walking along a fairly steep creek bank. Spotting an empty drink can, my son-in-law climbed down into the creek and filled the can with water, and set it upright in the sand of the creek bed.

    "Watch this," my son-in-law told his friend, and told me to "bust it." The distance was maybe twenty-five~thirty yards, an easy shot. I unlimbered my Ruger, making sure I had a safe shot, and squeezed one off. There was an explosion in the sand, and the can disappeared.

    "Isn't that awsome!" my son-in-law exclaimed, to which his wide-eyed friend agreed. They walked on ahead.

    The explosion didn't look right to me, and out of their sight, I examined impact area. Sure enough, I had completely missed the drink can. My bullet had struck just under it enough to blow a gaping hole in the sand and the water filled can had dropped straight down into the hole, out of sight.

    I never said a word.

    Bob Wright
     

  3. AIKIJUTSU

    AIKIJUTSU New Member

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    I used to go to an outdoor range in central Indiana, and was there one day checking out some handloads in my .41 mag Ruger Blackhawk. Along came a young guy (forty-something) and his teenage son. The guy had just bought a S&W model 629, and was going to use it to show his son what a "macho man" he was. So his son watched while the guy flinched a few rounds at a target. Then the turkey walked over to me and said, "I jus got this .44 maayugnummm, what do you think of it?" I said it looked pretty nice. Then he offered me the glorious experience of shooting it. I said, "No thanks". I really did want to just shoot my own stuff. We said a few more words, then he asked me if his son could shoot my Blackhawk. He said he thought his .44 would be too hot for sonny-boy to handle. Then he started taunting me as if he thought I was scared to shoot the model 629. While he was doing that his son was obviously enjoying shooting my Blackhawk and my 220-grain 1625 fps handloads with no problem. So then I took his 629 and squeezed off 6 shots at a target about 50 feet away, all the shots in the 9 & 10 rings (thanks, S&W). Then I handed it back to him and said "Smith makes good guns". He was obviously disappointed. Then I offered him to try my Blackhawk. He fired it once, dropped the gun, and said "Man, I didn't know .41 magnum was that hot". I just said yep. He and his son moved to another part of the range. I hope sonny was impressed with his dad.
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  4. mcb

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    I was at my local club shooting my three screw Blackhawk 357.

    There were two young guys ( early 20s) at the other end of the range. One was clearly trying to teach/ show off to the other. He had matching Glock 17s and was spraying rounds everywhere but on target.

    As I walked by he commented to his buddy that "old" guys still like revolvers. After talking briefly I challenged him to a contest. I set 10 clay pidgeons on the burm winner is first to break 5. I did it in five shots, I think he's still there wasting ammo.
     
  5. levelcross

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    My daughter and I were at the range when she was 14, she asked if she could try my SP 101 with 38's (insert HUGE grin here). I loaded 1 round in it for her as all she had shot before were 22's. A solid 9 ring shot (even bigger grin). Then she loaded it full and put all 5 rounds in either the 9 or 10 ring, after about 25 more rounds she was feeling cocky and asked about the .357 mags and how much more they kicked. Well I gave her 1 to try and she loved it, the look in her eyes said it all, yep she was hooked. We noticed several of the guys watching to see if she was going to drop the gun or put it down but she kept on shooting like a champ.

    Those range trips are special times for us, we often have 3 generations at the range together and shoot each others guns as everyone carries something different.
     
  6. winds-of-change

    winds-of-change The Balota's Staff Member

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    Great story!!
     
  7. Bob Wright

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    In the summer of 1981 I was hunting groundhog with a man that was a friend of my-son-in-law (different son-in-law, in Ohio) who was familiar with the area and sort of my guide. We were bouncing over the countryside in his very ragged Chevrolet Blazer. The Blazer had no top, in fact very little floorboard. Winter salted roads take their toll in Ohio. I was armed with my Ruger Super Blackhawk, the brass butted one.

    Suddenly he braked to a stop, and pointing, yelled (Jeff always yelled) "There's one! Can you shoot over the windshield?"


    I half stood, and whipped out the .44, bracing my forearms across the windshield. Out of the tail of my eye I saw a car parked in front of us, then another. We were in a cemetery, in the midst of a funeral, the last vehicle in line.

    "Jeff, I'm not going to touch off this .44 in the middle of a funeral," I sort of hissed at him.

    Jeff shifted his chaw, slammed into reverse and scratched off rearward. "Oh," he exclaimed, "I didn't know you were so religeous!" And away we went.

    Bob Wright
     
  8. Old_Crow

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    A friend of mine had just purchased a wonderful S&W D/A 357 mag. I was aiming it at the mailbox out front. Right as I had a perfect bead on the mailbox he said "you can't hit that mailbox." The mailbox was over 50 yards away. I drilled it right through the center of the back, knocking the front door open. Luckily, he was to thrilled with the performance of his new pistol to be angry.

    As the years rolled by I have come to the conclusion that was one of the luckiest shots I have ever made in my life. I had only shot two different pistols in my life at that point. I doubt I could make that shot again right now. He had a huge yard.
     
  9. Bob Wright

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    Old_Crow, i've got to ask: Was there any junk mail in that mailbox?

    That is, before you shot it?

    Bob Wright
     
  10. Old_Crow

    Old_Crow New Member

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    I doubt he had any problems seeing if the mailbox was full of junk after I shot it.
     
  11. LastRound

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    I was out hunting one morning with my 30-06 and Redhawk. I climbed this small knob where I could see in all directions. It looked like a good spot to try and rattle in a buck (or doe). About an hour into the rattling all the coffee I drank that morning was needing a place to go. I set my 30-06 up next to a small tree and stepped away from the stump I was sitting on to relieve myself. Well of course this is when the deer decided to show up. A nice sized doe jumped out of the brush and was looking right at me while my pants were still undone, and all I had with me was my Redhawk. So with my pants still undone I reached for my Redhawk still hanging from my belt and took a shot (I knew if I went for my rifle she would be gone). Bam... about a 40 yrd shoot right in the heart and she was down. This event is what really gave me the confidence to start hunting with a revolver. The only time I was really ever "caught with my pants down". :D
     
  12. c3shooter

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    Had a small group of special police officers out for revolver qualification. Local USMC reserve unit kindly had agreed to let us use their indoor range.

    The senior NCO had quetly advised me that the Instructor/Inspector (active duty Marine Officer) might drop in while we were shooting- and by all means, ask him if he would like to shoot- but under NO circumstances make bets with him.

    Sure enough, the I/I dropped by. Displayed some interest in the revolvers we were using (S&W Mdl 65s) . Asked if he would like to shoot a couple of the timed event rounds- fire 6, reload, fire 6, 30 second limit.

    He proceeded, with a borrowed revolver, to shoot the X ring out of the target- 12 rounds, double action- in well under 30 seconds. Found out later his prior assignment had been on the USMC pistol team! :D
     
  13. donthav1

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    i was 18 & out shooting with my dad, on our way home we saw some gophers off the side of the gravel road we were on. i got out to shoot at one with my new New England .22 revolver. i lined up on one poking out of his hole at about 10 yards, i shot, & it disappeared. i thought i had missed & he went back down. my dad told me to check it out, i walked up to the hole & saw that i had hit him right through the head & he dropped part of the way back in.

    i was a very unsteady shot with a handgun back then & getting that first kill with that gun gave me confidence i needed at the time to prove that i could be a good shot & not to get discouraged.
     
  14. Garadex

    Garadex New Member

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    Should have made a bet with your friends that he woulda kicked their cumulative arse's.