The "best" shot you've ever taken?

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NDM-86 Dragunov firing 168gr match w/a 1PN21 3-9x variable scope. Cold-bore first shot hit a claybird at 900m.
Tomac
 
It might have been one of my first shots ever.

It was when I was a little kid,,,
I might have fired my grandfather's .22 rifle,,,
But I'm certain I had never fired a high-powered rifle before this.

We had an older family friend with a sporterized 8mm Mauser.

We were visiting his family just before deer season,,,
Joe was one of those guys who only shot 3-5 rounds a year,

Three rounds to ensure his scope was still aligned,,,
Then one or two more during the hunt,,,
He wasn't a recreational shooter at all.

I watched him as he fired his three rounds from a 100 yard bench,,,
He offered to let me shoot one round at the target,,,
I had to stand behind the bench and sandbags,,,
But I put my shot exactly center bullseye,,,
Joe gave me the shell and the target.

The target disintegrated years ago,,,
But I still have the shell in a small box of childhood memories.

Maybe not my best shot,,,
I popped a few prairie dogs at 4-500 yards,,,
But it's certainly the best memory of a good shot I once made.

Aarond

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Decades ago, I had a Marlin 22 LR semiauto with a 4X scope. I and a friend were at a lake waiting for my father to pick us up to go home. Out on the lake there were mud hens (a.k.a., coots). My friend and I discussed the possibility of hitting one with my rifle. It was probably at least 200 yards away; I held a bit over one and hit it. Yea, I know, I shouldn't have been shooting at a mud hen on a lake; I was young and foolish.
 
My best handgun is when I loaded a single round in my 686 6" and rang the gong at 100 yds.

My best rifle shot was probably when I hit a spent 9mm case with my fairly modded Ruger 10/22 on the first try at 100 yds.

No great hunting shots....yet :)

-Robb
 
I have a couple that come to mind. A head shot on a gopher at 125 yards with my .17hmr, and then one day at the range shooting some 55 Gr fmjs plink ets in at new AR upper, we ended up looking for things down range to try to shoot to mix things up at but and my buddy finds 2 .38spl casings and put them up on the target backer arms bet me I couldn't hit them at 100 yards.
Turns out I can. We never found the other one, (which i hit as well) but we recoverd this one. Best part was, I was only going to use these rounds to function check a new upper I built, as the load was developed for a different upper that I had sold. I guess it works in my new one as well.
 

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A couple years ago, I was demonstrating the power and accuracy of my Beeman R9 .20 pellet rifle to a shooting buddy. I put 6-out-of-6 through the lid of a steel juice can from about 90 yards !! Shortly afterwards, I left the scope knobs as they were, and using a good bit of Kentucky windage, I put a single shot through the very center of an oyster shell from 25 yards. I believe that shell is still sitting on the windowsill of his barn.
 
Once while trying to put a round through a 1" square hole on a steel target with a .338 lapua savage 110BA I sent the round almost perfectly through the hole at 415 yards, just barely kissed the edge of the hole. then With the same rifle and same distance I fired a 1 inch group.

second most memorable was a first round hit on a large tannerite charge at 350 rounds with my sig m400
 
Head shot on an IDPA target turned sideways from 15 yards with my friends .357 revolver iron sights, second shot. Then went to my Glock 34 first shot did it again. Stopped while I was ahead.
 
Most memorable shot

Not a rifle, but a single-projectile shot all the same: A .177 caliber airgun.

I was about 12 years old, and decided to try and shoot a plate out of the air. Threw it up in the air, grabbed my pellet gun and took the shot. Missed, plate fell to the ground and shattered, and I found where my shot had landed: right through my parents' bedroom window on the second story.

Yeah, that was memorable. So was the whooping I got later that day.

Another time, my cousin from out of state was staying at our place for part of the Summer. He was a couple years older than I was, and bet me I couldn't shoot a robin (offhand) off the clothesline that was about 50 yards away. I grabbed my pellet gun, took the shot, and drilled it through the head.

That was a memorable whooping ...er, shot... too.
 
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Mine happened a long long time ago in Viet Nam. I was out on patrol with some of my K's, and we were just kind of relaxing in the patties when one of them asked me how good a shot I was. He pointed to a bird that was flying overhead way way up. I looked at it, fired from the hip, one shot from my M-16, and before any of us realized it, the bird virtually exploded in mid air! Purely a luck shot. My K's couldn't believe it, and wanted me to shoot something else, but I said I didn't want to show off so one shot was all they got.

That story was told many times around the camp and they never knew if I was good or lucky. Trust me - it was all luck!
 
Clipped a snake's head off while sitting in a moving canoe at about 30 yards with a 4" Model 19, factory sights, .38 wadcutter, I was a pretty good shot with that revolver, might have been some luck involved lol.

A shot on a nice whitetail buck at 390 yards (measured with laser rangefinder afterwards), he was walking across a gap in a cutover, I had to hurry. I held well over the top of his back, he fell almost in his tracks. I would not take this shot again under the same conditions. 7mm-08 M700.

I witnessed a guy take a running shot on a coyote in a fresh cutover, 250 yards or more. The coyote was running from some dogs and was moving very fast. I had actually gotten out "There is no way in hell..." when he pulled the trigger, hit him right in the ear. He was absolutely insufferable for years afterwards. His rifle was a 30-06 M70.
 
Luck + practice

Hitting the very center point of the 10x, offhand at 100yds.
My last shot at an interclub shoot in front of a good crowd, for the match win.
 
Mine happened a long long time ago in Viet Nam. I was out on patrol with some of my K's, and we were just kind of relaxing in the patties when one of them asked me how good a shot I was. He pointed to a bird that was flying overhead way way up. I looked at it, fired from the hip, one shot from my M-16, and before any of us realized it, the bird virtually exploded in mid air! Purely a luck shot. My K's couldn't believe it, and wanted me to shoot something else, but I said I didn't want to show off so one shot was all they got.

That story was told many times around the camp and they never knew if I was good or lucky. Trust me - it was all luck!
That's awesome. My buddy and I were out four-wheeling in a remote area near a small river. He had just aquired an SKS with a modern folding stock and large cap magazines. He was performing a cursory ammo dump for the first time firing across the river from the bank at a dead cedar tree on the other side. A mallard flushed out of the reeds beneath his feet and right into a 7.62mm FMJ. Just a couple feathers flew but the duck got it right in the vitals and glided right into a big granite boulder in the middle of the river and stuck to it like a spitwad. First and hopefully last time I've ever eaten poached duck.
 
Latest...head shot from a kneeling position on a ground-feeding crow at a laser-measured 98 yards. Used my favorite pest-control rifle: a decades-old Marlin 100G single-shot loaded with Aguila's SSS long-shank 60g round.

A bit of holdover, squeeze of trigger and the crow just pitched backwards. The rest of the murder took off into the back fence row and fussed for a good fifteen minutes. Observer [and rangefinder operator] couldn't believe the shot but made good on the bet anyway...enchiladas poblanos and really cold beer.

Much better than the ten-cent bounty my dad used to pay me for slaying a crow, starling, grackle or bluejay that threatened our songbird population.
 
Fella's;

Long ago and far away, I and a couple of friends were walking along a good sized creek just out of town. We were maybe 11 or 12, no firearms were involved, but there were a couple of BB guns, one of them being mine. On a dare I lined up on a grackle perched on a telephone line maybe 20 yards out and 30 feet up. I shot, hit it, and the bird never let go of the line, it just hung upside down deader'n a doornail.

A couple of years ago during a gopher hunt called MYGAWDS, I and about five other guys pulled up to a spot where the shooting has always been pretty good. Somebody spotted a little head waay out there, and I said I'd take a shot at it, in the wind too. Witnessed and lazed, 176 yards, cold barrel, CZ452 in .22lr, with a mil-dot scope. Bingo, dead gopher.

900F
 
I've had a couple of most memorable shots.

One was when I was shooting a brand new Browning A Bolt BOSS chambered in .270 win. Leupold 3x9 standard grade. I was shooting my own reloads, 130 gr. Speer BTSP and a stout charge of IMR-4350, chrony was indicating mid 3150's fps.. I had tuned the BOSS prior to taking the shot, and then I began shooting 5 shot groups at 100 yds.. Each group was amazingly tight, then I settled down and put 5 through the same hole, and when I say the same hole, I mean it was all but impossible to discern that 5 shots had been fired.

Another very memorable moment was during an antelope hunt. I shot the buck from over 600 steps, and when he stood back up, he started running. Off hand I put the cross hairs on his nose, pulled the trigger and he flipped end over end. When I walked up to him I found one entry and exit wound directly through his heart and lungs and out the other side of his chest cavity, and another entry and exit wound through his neck. The neck shot was taken from over 700 steps.

GS
 
Rifle only?

Three shots actually come to mind that are actually more.

1. 650yds one shot 50gr Zmax out of my DPMS AR:
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2. Three shots, 3 kills, (and my friend swears 3 seconds too, but...) all at 500yds with a Howa 1500 Varminter Supreme in .223 40gr BT's delivering the blow:
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3. Same gun, same load, same day, 700yds one shot (that I expected to miss):
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Now lets include some others:

1. Shotgun H&R 20ga UltraSugger Thumbhole shooting Hornady SST's at 260yds (well 258 to be exact). Note the range tape on the stock that make these shots (the other's are hidden) possible:
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2. Bow AlienX with SlickTricks on the end of Carbon Express Arrows, 65yds in 15* weather:
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Of course not included are all the misses, practice shots, and the invisible luck involved here.
 
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I have a few but the one i am most proud of is my 11 year old dropping a buck at 138 yds, and i wasn't even there. :banghead: He was sitting with my FIL. But made me proud, he was shooting a 243 youth Mossberg with the scope set to 3 power. Some of the best (luckiest) shots i have taken were on moving game, Buck at a 110 yds running or a few Doves in outer space going mock one.
 
In my twenties,a couple friends and I were at our private range,shooting rifles. I put up a man sized target at 350 yards and picked up my Super Blackhawk with a smile.Plopped my butt down and with elbows on my knees,sent a cylinder full downrange,my buddies snickering the whole time. The first round gave me my elevation hold,and the rest went into the nine, ten,and X-ring rings.The last shot crossed the X! I told my buds "I'm getting low on ammo,so don't ask me to do that again!" At that time,we used to plink at shotgun shells with our Ruger MkIIs,and I could hit them at 100 yards with open sights.Wish my eyes were still that good.
 
Spring of 1969 in Vietnam. My Platoon took a couple of sniper rounds from a treeline about 200 meters away while crossing a rice paddy, both misses. I saw a branch move and aimed and fired my M16. I saw another branch move about 5' from the first branch and I aimed and fired again. I got my platoon up and we finished crossing the rice paddy. Just inside the treeline found one dead VC with 2 rounds in his upper torso. USMC 1966 to 1970. True story.
 
One of my most memorable pistol shots was when I was a kid and my buddy and I were shooting our Crosman CO2 pistols in his backyard with his dad. We had a couple of old 45 RPM records as targets - I shot at one and it didn't break. My buddy laughed, but I told him I shot through the hole. His dad said "We'll see about that" and he put an empty beer can behind the record. "See if you can shoot through the hole and hit the can without breaking the record."

I did. :D

Most memorable shotgun shot was the first time I went pheasant hunting with my Savage Fox B-SE double barrel shotgun, which was the first gun I ever officially bought myself at age 18. Bird flushed at my feet, and an instant later I was holding my smoking shotgun at my hip and watching pieces of the bird I'd just centered with 1 1/2 oz of 6's rain down. Yep, took off the safety, shot from the hip, and downed (wasted, actually) the bird at no more than 5 yards. Taught me to let them get out a little further.

Rifle . . . hmmm . . . today I'll say the most memorable was actually a 3-shot volley I used to down a pair of Cape buffalo in the ironwood thickets of southern Zimbabwe. Shot one, he fell and started thrashing, and a second - bigger - buff came out running more or less at us. Won't say it was an actual charge, but #2 was only a few paces away when I shot him - he staggered and turned a bit, but since he didn't go right down, I put my third round into him for the coup-de-grace. The trackers heard the three shots in rapid succession and thought the second two were the PH backing me up - they were suitably impressed that the client fired all three shots and got two buff in well under 10 seconds.
 
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