I was wondering earlier which gun company had moved into Huntsville, AL a few years ago. So I googled it and was reading an article about it. (It was Remington.) Anyway, the article mentioned a small .380 that they're manufacturing down there. Anyway, the article talked about how hard it can be to shoot.

The RM380, according to Larry Barnett, is best handled by holding it in the middle of your body, centering it, and aiming where you point your nose. The sights are minimal. This is not the gun for sharp-shooting.

The aim it where you point your nose thing made me think of the way LL talked about shooting a gun the way you point your finger.

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It looks interesting, but I have never been comfortable with a pistol for some reason. Shotgun or rifle are comfortable...possibly because that’s what I grew up with, even though Dad “never shot at anything that couldn’t shoot back”...his words, not mine. I inherited a very nice Ruger pistol from Dad that I gave to my brother-in-law, who has a very nice, large safe he keeps his weapons in. In the military I qualified expert on two weapons and missed by one target in a heavy fog on a third, and the Battalion Commander wouldn’t allow a retest...no one in the Battalion fired expert as a result. I had every NCO and Company commander in the battalion lined up behind me, trying to guide me to the target. Couldn’t see the target nor the hill it sat on, and finally heard, “Take your shot.” Missed.

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Actually the old Remington 51, the predecessor to the pistol you are talking about is one of the best pointing pocket pistols ever made. Certain people, with different shaped hands, shoot pistols differently but most seem to like the 1911 and the old Rem 51 when it comes to autos.

When I was taught to shoot, some of it by my Dad who was a very good shot and some of it by stunt man Rodd Redwing and FBI agent Jim Worrell, I was told to get the pistol up into my peripheral vision even if I didn't have time to align the sights. This is not what is taught today where there is emphasis on keeping the gun closed to the body. That takes up less space and helps you keep control of the gun ... probably good tactics for training people, who didn't grow up with guns, to quickly become expert in defense situations.

The 1911 and the Rem 51 are considered good because of their grip angle and, in my opinion, because they are single stack magazine guns. Their narrow grips give you a good sense of where the muzzle is pointing. the grip angle gives you the up and down alignment and the narrow grip helps you determine side to side.

In S&W revolvers I've shot guns with factory "coke bottle" grips, which have very little feel to them, and custom Roper grips which look very similar but are more slender. The Ropers literally aim the gun for you. It's astonishing. A set of original Ropers can be worth more then a lot of pistols and the modern, and equally excellent, Keith Brown copies are also expensive but nothing beats a pistol that points itself!

I'm no good with an auto. My favorite of all time is a s&w 19 target model. That 357 has a 6" barrel with red ramp front sight(so i can see it)and other goodies. I've bought and sold a couple.
With this pistol, and only this kind, I shoot 100% on the range.
My favorite home protection is a 12 gauge express shotgun.

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I'm better with a long gun than a handgun, and with a revolver rather than 'auto'.
When I was younger, I could toss pop bottles up, draw and fire with the same hand, and hit the bottle 4 out of 5. Haven't tried in many years, though.
My Navy son got his Marksman medal several months ago, in basic.



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Funny story from basic training at Ft Bragg NC Sep or Oct 1968. Practice with the M14. Two of my targets were lined up so that a hit to the right shoulder knocked down the target and the one behind in the left shoulder. First time was by accident, but I took full advantage of it. NCOs couldn’t understand how I scored that high and still had ammunition left. I explained it, but they still reacted in disbelief. The score keeper backed me up and supposedly they “looked into it”. I couldn’t believe that after countless months and years it hadn’t been discovered until that day.

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Would you call that a trick shot???

Tennessee Dave

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We need a groan emoji

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN

I guess it just seems a trick shot to me. All fancy shots really amaze me.
For example, when I was a teenager I worked one week for the local fair when it came to town. All the local boys did it at sometime or other. Anyway the side show i worked for was the one where you shot the star out of the middle of a square card with a machine BB gun. Well, this one guy knew the "trick " of shooting only short burst to take it out in pieces whereas firing in a continuous burst would only blow the card back and you just couldn't take out the whole star.
Well, the boss came up after the fellow had won about 3 stuffed animals and he ran him off and chewed me out about letting anyone win that much.
An ass to work for but I stuck it out and got my 40 bucks. Lol...Hey, I was only 16.
I degress: I looked at that as trick shooting, even if, like you, it really wasn't.

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Ahhh. Crazy but the first time I fired a rifle I was aiming from maybe twenty five or so feet at a target of some sort at the base of a 15 to 20 foot mountain of dirt from a construction site. The bullet struck near the top. I was too young to figure out what I did wrong, but stuck to my BB gun after that and it was about another decade before I picked up another rifle. I wasn’t allowed BBs for the BB gun, but there were plenty spent ones in the woods around home, so I collected enough from trees and obvious targets to satisfy myself and was careful not to bring the collected BBs in or near the house.

Boy, those were the days. You could walk literally for miles and not see a soul. The house was near and with a view of a river...where we caught and steamed crabs with plenty of Old Bay seasoning. When I was 13 or so commercial fishermen and crabbers ruined it for regular folks. We went from a bushel of crabs caught by string before church to less than a dozen in eight hours on the water. Today along the same river where there was more than a mile of nothing but woods there are homes and piers every sixty feet. UGLY!

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN

The question for me is, "Pointing my finger from where?"

I'm not accurate point shooting from hip height unless I'm within arms length. I can do passably well point shooting from shoulder height out to about five yards. Sometimes seven. By 10 yards, my "finger" isn't accurate and I need to focus on my front sight.

Never have used a pistol much, but from pictures of folks who know what they’re doing both eyes are open and the weapon is about nose level as though pointing at something. My ex-wife was a good shot, learned to shoot with bow and arrow and then pistol and rifle...her half-brothers were half Native American and spent time on an Oklahoma Reservation with Grandparents during vacations from school. What caught my attention, however, was Deb always kept both eyes open. When I questioned her about it she explained she couldn’t wink or close only one eye. She is Irish on both sides, so not much surprised me, but that did.

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN

You know, Mike, she may be of Irish decent, or literally from Ireland, but Americans as a general rule love their guns. Unless their raised to not.
Most folks around here have a safe full and only drunks and dope pushers and such use them. But that doesn't happen too much around here as we have EXCELLENT law enforcement.

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Not clear what that has to do with keeping both eyes open when firing a weapon, but okay.

My Dad had an odd way of looking at...well, just about everything. He had a rifle, but was a terrible shot...and I do mean terrible. The consequence was I paid close attention in the military...a .22 had been a terrible Introduction to weapons.

Okay, hunting story... Somehow, I went hunting with Deb’s older brother, Sarge...nicknamed because his Dad made Sargent about the time he was born, so Little Sarge grew to be known simply as Sarge...which had Oscar beat all to hell. Sarge grew up hunting and has a fantastic sense of humor and a quick comedic mind...ala Jonathan Winters. He was a teenager of about fifteen, but a tall guy who looked a bit like Elvis. I forget what the problem was, but a grown man walked up and threatened Sarge, who was in his mid-teens. Sarge promptly drew his cap gun, that looked like a real pistol, and placed in under the guys chin. Sarge said, “You do and I’ll blow your brains out.” The guy left and was never seen or heard from again. We are driving and hunting out of the rear windows...it was cold and I am doing a lot of ducking, zigging and zagging, as rifles are thrust out of the rear windows of both sides of the car. None of the hunters had spent a day in the military. I am in the middle of the back seat. The only target we saw in several hours of dirt road travel through farm lands was a rabbit. It was crossing the side road. Someone ups with a rifle, I duck back out of the way, the only thing the shot taken did was speed the rabbit up as the bullet creased his butt. After several hours of hunting by foot, but mostly by car we left empty handed. Somehow we had a great time.

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN

In the previous post I was digressing about how interesting your Deb was/is.
You may not have noticed but you and I seem to like the same type of women.
(I heard that groan)😎

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It’s funny, but my weakness is and has always been Asian women. So, naturally I picked out a tall, red haired woman of Irish descent, who is extremely intelligent...maybe to her detriment. Or she picked me, I have never figured out how all of that works. It’s just a shame her Mom was about fifty when she was born or I would have given my father in-law some competition. We have two sons...one lives within walking distance and the other lives in California. My favorite relative and person is his husband. My oldest son is married to a former Korean model...who is as intelligent as she is beautiful. The love of my life is a brunet who is seven years my senior and lives 800 miles away. Old age is fun...like a box of chocolates...you just never know.

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN

I remember us talking about Karen Carpenter a few years ago. Wasn't she something?☺
And I also had a girlfriend with green eyes. She wasn't too tall but was a brunette, and boy could she laugh.
Long story short, she was bit by a car after having a flat on the HWY. I'd been out of town a couple of Years and found out from a friend when I got back. Bad news to return to, heh?
Such is life. ...and death.
Thank God I love TV. Silly but true.

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Yup. It seems life loves practical jokes. I spent the day with my son and his wife, who is a brilliant statistician and a former model...and their dogs. They have two Korean Jindo and we’re not sure if the third one is a real dog, but she is cute. Jindo are a Korean breed and almost catlike at about 45 pounds. One is very sweet and friendly, while the other doesn’t trust his own shadow, but is not aggressive. When I got back home there was an email note from my ex-wife wishing me well and my current lady who lives 800 miles away, who I hope to see again as soon as this pandemic dissipates. It sure is a strange time to live through. I can’t help but think back to the families who moved west After the War between the states, never knowing if they would ever again see or hear from or about family left behind.

"We don't have any law here. Just a graveyard." LL from TREASURE MOUNTAIN