Behind The Shield
You decide to pop off a few more rounds down range. You notice some of the other team members walk onto the range. Officer Horton walks up and watches as you fire off another round striking the direct center of the chest.
"Not bad shooting, but I got twenty saying you can't hit something a little more smaller at a farther distance." he says as he removes his rifle from his rifle case.
"What do you have in mind?" you ask as the bet has now captured your full attention.
Horton pulls out a silver dollar and tosses it into the air catching it. "I'll place this silver dollar 300 yards away, if you can hit it and I can't, you get twenty dollars, however if you miss and I hit it, which I will, then I get twenty dollars."
Horton has been known to talk a lot of shit but you being the best shot on the department he has the right too.
(actual size, so imagine it at 300-500yards away)
"Not bad shooting, but I got twenty saying you can't hit something a little more smaller at a farther distance." he says as he removes his rifle from his rifle case.
"What do you have in mind?" you ask as the bet has now captured your full attention.
Horton pulls out a silver dollar and tosses it into the air catching it. "I'll place this silver dollar 300 yards away, if you can hit it and I can't, you get twenty dollars, however if you miss and I hit it, which I will, then I get twenty dollars."
Horton has been known to talk a lot of shit but you being the best shot on the department he has the right too.
(actual size, so imagine it at 300-500yards away)
