It was a pretty normal day at the range today, albeit a little bit warm inside. We took our usual suite of firearms – the .45s, 9mm, .357s and shotguns. We also did our usual thing by making videos and taking photos to view later and maybe post on the blog. All this was completely normal as Damsel took the video of me shooting the Glock 30 – until the eighth round, that is – the brass flew out of the breech and landed – well – in a delicate place as far as Damsel was concerned.
The red marks from the hot brass casing were visible hours later. Oh yes – I have her permission to include the ‘delicate place’ photo at the end of the video on the right.
Rated PG – this sort of brings a new definition to the ‘tap, rack, bang’ phrase . . .
Well being a range loving guy, I have had my share of burns from shell casings, just never in that particular spot!
We regularly get hit by brass and they usually bounce off. This one, however, stuck right where it landed.