My brother and I went shooting again Sunday morning. He brought his AR-15 and Glock .45, I brought my SKS and shotgun.
After the buck of the .45, SKS, and shotgun the AR-15 was a bit like shooting a pop gun. I love it, don't get me wrong, but it felt almost like a .22 or something. The kick is just nothing on that gun.
We murdered the standard assortment of cans and plastic bottles. It was good to brush up on the ole marksmanship skills. I also needed to sight in my red dot scope again since I had to tear down my SKS recently in order to clean it.
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