Hanzo581
Member
The only time I've ever really fired under stress occurred many years ago while I was in southeast Georgia. I had been fishing with two companions and was about ready to wrap it up. We were fishing in a creek in the piney woods area. It was near dusk. I was carrying a Colt Frontier Scout .22 Single Action.
I saw a half sheet of plywood floating down the creek toward me, and coiled up on the plywood was a pretty fair sized cottonmouth. I drew that little Colt and fired one shot, not quite completely severing its head. Just as I fired, a second cottonmouth fell off the undercut bank to my right, maybe five or six feet away. I killed it with a second shot, just as a third slithered between my feet heading for the water. My third shot blew its head off and stuck the neck into the hole the .22 bullet had made. I have no idea the time, but the three shots were fired very rapidly.
Bob Wright
You should probably be an exhibition shooter.