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A few years back when you could still own a handgun in this country I took my future wife to my club. This was her second shooting outing and she had previously aquitted herself well with a 9mm and a .357. A good friend showed her his 629 and offered her a go. She accepted and he gave her six rounds which were loaded quite hot. She jumped slightly at the first round. then, keeping the muzzle down range, she turned her head and glared at my friend, turned back and put the next 5 rounds into a very acceptable group at 10 yards.
My standing in the club improved considerably and my friend cautioned me not to annoy her and later said 'You are crackers if you let this one go mate.' I'm not, so I didn't.
PS. Good to hear about the cop in Oklahoma City.
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