One time i was invited to shoot 22 target rifles in a small town. I met the guy on a very dark rainy night. He was driving a old beat up van. When he arrived i asked if he needed any help with any thing. He said, yeah, grab some of the rifle bags in the back of the van. I took about 4 of them inside the building we were going to shoot in. He had at least 12 or more rifles in the van. The other guys brought the rest of them in. The building was a old delapidated place but, had good lights, and enough space for a scaled down indoor range, with a backstop. We started unzipping the rifle bags and inside were some of the most beautiful kimber 22's i've ever seen. The stocks were the breath taking, highly figured wood you can imagine.
He strapped me into a shooting jacket, i laid down and began to shoot. Pretty interesting night. I really surprised myself he asked me to join their shooting team, but, with my job and all it didn't happen. We shot for about 2 hrs, loaded every thing back into the old van and he drove off. Neat night to say the least, i still have my target from that night.