Mike, I enjoyed this article very much and it was accurate and to the point. I grew up in a shooting family and on my grandfather's farm, there was a house that had been abandoned during the depression and was part of a block of land that my grandfather had purchased. He never felt the home was good enough to rent or restore so it sat derelict for years. in the mid 50's my dad started me shooting pistols, to be specific his Navy 1911A1 colt which I belive was his WWII weapon. Dad was a sport shooter from the time he was big enough to carry a rifle or a pistol. I started shooting around the age of 7, around 9 dad started me shooting at targets with that 1911 and within a short time he made a shoot house out old house, as it was still full of furnature and some appliances. He rigged targets stuffed with straw and would hold my belt as he walked me and my cousins through that house up and down stairs and would call out targets randomly for us to shoot at. He even would put old garden hose out in sections and would call out snake!, needless to say we did not always hit the hose, but it was good practice. A few days after I turned 17 in 1963 I enlisted in the Army, 32 months after I enlisted I was sent to Vietnam and in a matter of days was involved in a relief column going into a Special Forces Camp that was under siege, we had to fight our way into the camp and at one point we down with our backs to the wire before retaking the camp. I was tasked with setting up commuications in a building that had been the commo chiefs radio room. I was setting up the old PRC 25's when I heard a yell and turned around just in time to catch the tip of a bayonet on an old Arisaka type 44 carbine right in the right armpit. It was not much more than a deep scratch but painful. I was still able to get my 45 out of its holster and discharge it twice. I had shot one handed so much growing up that at that moment I was glad that my dad had made us drill shooting one handed both right and left handed. I filled out the paper work and brought that type 44 home with me, it sets in my gun safe today, for the past 20 years I have taken it to the range ever October and fired one round through it. That was all the rounds that were in the rifle. 6.5 jap is getting increasingly harder to find. so I have bought a set of die's to reload ammo for it. I am now 76 and intend to shoot the damn thing until the day I die. I still shoot right and left handed and in low light. I miss that old shoot house we had a bunch of kids burnt it down while I was living in another state. I ended up with retirement orders from the Air Force giving me credit for 37 years and 3 days service and retired from the Department of the Army as a mid level manager in 2005, after 30 years of service. Practice does make for perfect, and it keeps you on your toes. Forward On!