What was best/luckiest shot you ever made?

[jt1]

What was best/luckiest shot you ever made?

I was in the arizona desert shooting with three friends about 30 years ago. As we were getting ready to leave one of the guys said he had four rounds of 30-06 left for his rifle. There was a huge rock across the valley from us at about the same elevation and and maybe 2000-3000 yards away (I don't know the true distance, but it was a long, long way) and it was decided we would each get one round. The first three rounds fired were lost, I was last. I took aim and started my trigger pull, raising the rifle all the way througt the pull untill it fired. I have no idea how high over the target I was when it fired. At first I thought I had missed too, but then after what seemed like forever to me a big white cloud erupted from the middle of that rock. Of course they all were saying lucky shot and of course I was saying Skill. Last week all four of us ended up together at an event, the first time we had been together in many years. After a few beers the rock story was revisited and we had a great time for about three hours reliving the good ole days in the desert. And of course they are still saying lucky shot and of course I am still saying skill.

 

[psyopspec]

If you're good at long distance boulder shots, does that make you a "rock star?"

I haven't had anything inhuman due to luck. Years ago when I was in my early teens I was shooting 3x + per week and could consistently shoot dimes with my scoped .243 beyond 100 yards. Last time I tried it I found out much to my chagrin that I was terribly out of practice.

 

[PotatoJudge]

Mine is not a story of good hunting practices, but I was pretty young and inexperienced at the time and all the meat went to good homes.

The first time I picked my own hunting spot I spotted a doe in the brush about 50 yards off. I took a shot with a Ruger 77 in 7 Mauser, thought I missed and shot again, then a third time the same way. It took maybe 10 seconds to get off the three shots. A couple minutes later I got up to check on the deer and spotted another in a field a couple hundred yards away. Never got a good shot at that one and continued toward the first one I shot at. On the way I ran into my grandfather walking up to check on me after hearing the shots. I told him I made three good shots and the deer just stood in the same place. "The rifle is off" I said, so he gave me his Browning 78 in 30-06. I went back to my blind and half an hour later another doe came up in heavy cover. I waited until her chest was exposed and took out the bottom of her ribcage, heart and all. She went maybe 15-20 yards and left a blood trail about a foot wide. Got up, dragged her to the road and waited for my dad and grandfather to come get me (it was about 30 min till dark). When they got there I figured we should go make sure I didn't wound the first deer I shot at. When we got there we found three doe dead in a 10 yard triangle. Lucky we had enough tags to go around, though I know it's illegal. Lesson learned.

We drove my four deer and my dad's one back in the truck that ended up so covered in blood it's a wonder we didn't get pulled over.

As I said, not good hunting practices, but my extended family is local so everything got eaten.

 

[Seancass]

i'm pretty sure 99% of what i shoot is luck and 1% skill.

i think two come to mind as cool/lucky: Shooting pistol for 4H a few years ago. I was amoung the top shooters in the club. We where shooting those little mini-clay disks with air pistols. I had been chipping away at one and got it down to a sliver about 1/4 inch tall at 10 yards. I turn to my friend who was the fellow top shooter(we where pretty even) and say "20 bucks if i get it?" he laughs and says "five" i turn and point at it standing and say "No way!" and lay down to try from prone. at this point everyone is looking and i know it and i somehow slowly squeeze the trigger and the little sliver of orange disapears. i got the biggest smile on my face, made the gun safe and slowly turned around to a small, impressed crowd. feel good moment

next was shooting my friend's glock forty(it wasnt a fotay at the time, just a forty) shooting 2x4's at 30-40+ yards, not hitting much. last bullet we had comes around and owner says "ok, who wants it?" i said "fine, i'll take it." I take the gun put my left hand in my back pocket, slowly raise the gun with my right and pull the trigger as soon as the block is in the sites and for some reason it falls over. It was yet another stupid lucky shot that made me seem like an Ace.

 

[2TransAms]

I was shooting a Kimber Stainless Target and at the end of the day there were a few rounds left. Well at 50 yards there were some Shoot-N-See targets that someone had left up,and my friends bet me I couldn't hit one.

My first shot was dead center bullseye. I mean dead center. You could not have gotten better if you measured the target and punched a hole in the exact middle.

I should have quit right then,but I thought if I did it once I can do it again,and if I can do it again I will be forever cemented in their minds as the Mighty Hero of Legend.

My next six rounds didn't even come close.

 

[Tinman357]

Best shot.

I was stationed at Corry Station in Pensacole Fl as Navy Police. This was back in the mid 80'S so I got to carry a .45. Rattle trap old thing but it worked good. We were out at the range qualifying and we did OK as usual. After the qual was finished I asked "Gunny" if we could shoot up some of the tax payers ammo.

Down to the last mag and he and I were trying to out lie each other. (HINT: Never try to out lie a Marine Gunny) I put an old shotgun hull up on the target stand and told him to have a crack at it. He said that if I hit it he would give me his pistol medal. Luckiest shot I ever made. I knew it and so did he but he was good to his word, but the look on his face was priceless.

I gave it back to him a year or so later, the day before he transferred out. He told everybody how he got out done by a kid. (I was 19 or so at the time)

 

[CajunBass]

Opening day of dove season, years ago. Someone at the club set up a portable Outers trap and was throwing clay pigeons to raise money for the club. I plunked down my five bucks, or whatever it was for fifteen birds. I hit the first one, then the second, the third and so on, until I was down to number thirteen with no misses. Then they loaded a double and didn't tell me. I busted both of them. Fifteen for fifteen.

Then my buddy stepped up with his new 870 and shot his round. On his last shot he handed me his new gun and said "Wanna try it." I broke that one too.
Everyone was saying, "Watch him this afternoon, he's hot today."

Then we went out in the dove field and I couldn't have hit the ground if I'd thrown my hat at it.

 

[bumm]

Somewhere back in the late 60's, I was out with a friend at his grandfather's farm for an afternoon of plinking with .22 rifles. As we first went out, he had an empty CO2 cartridge, and he stuck it on top of a fence post on the other side of the barn yard. He told me we'd shoot at that until one of us hit it, and then we'd head out walking around. He was shooting a scoped semiauto, I was shooting my father's old bolt action Remington with iron sights. I could hardly even see the thing, and I hoped he'd hit it pretty soon or it could get long and boring. I took one shot and knocked it off. He was almost mad at me. I loved it.
Marty

 

[oneshooter]

Killed a large Tom Turkey at 150yds with my flint longrifle, using the open sights!

Oneshooter
Livin in Texas

 

[BacSi67]

Luckiest shot...

I ever made was at a thrown beer bottle (about 15 yards) from the hip shooting a 22LR at a dump site. broke it clean. Amazed my friends. Made like it was no big deal. LOL

 

[yhtomit]

At a software convention a few years ago: One suction cup dart, the first and only shot I took, dead center of the round target that was (I'm being generous to myself) 10 feet away. Plenty of guesstimated angling (this was strictly a toystore gun in bright plastic; a spring that wasn't worth much was surely the most expensive component).

Felt like an Ace, considering the equipment, and with that shot landed as prize a nice plush penguin for my collection (I have not had it stuffed -- too late -- nor mounted.)

timothy

 

[rantingredneck]

I drew my .454 from a shoulder holster and rolled a doe at full run at 10 yards once. She got up out of some high grass right beside me. I was heading back to my truck and she caught me off guard. Holster was snapped and everything.

 

[vi9er]

My friend and i were shotting in the woods at some shotgun clays. There was one at about 125 yards, we were shooting at it with a .243, and he missed, then i missed, back and forth until the mag went dry. I said "screw it" and pulled out my ruger p89 as a joke. 1 shot, and busted the clay.

Went in and didn't shoot anymore that day.

 

[The Real Wyatt]

A group of freinds were shooting at a bottle atop a fence post at abut 150 yards. They were taking turns with an SKS. I walked up and said "Hey, dudes, watch tihis!", drew my .38 snubbie and fired. BLAM! Smashed the bottle to smithereens. Said to 'em "See, boys, when ya' got it, ya' just got it."

 

[wolfman01]

My best and luckiest shot was my first time shooting with the Glock 26. One of my shots hit dead center on the target. I'll call it a lucky one, as I've never done it since. Still, it was pretty cool to see one dead center.

 

[CWL]

We were shooting at the the Ft. Ord short range and I wanted to try my friend's Colt 1911 (standard GI-style, no mods to it). We were looking for some sort of target to shoot at when he found a pokerchip on the ground. He said something like "Try and hit this" and flicked the pokerchip 15 yards or so downrange.

I picked-up the pistol and made a fast point shot and blew the chip right out of the air.

Everyone was impressed and I acted like it was no big deal. Lucky for me, there were no other pokerchips lying around.

 

[Coronach]

I was showing my dad how to shoot the Makarov I bought him for Xmas one year. He put up a group that was mediocre, and asked me for pointers (he's a really good rifle shot, but he can't shoot a pistol to save his life). I took the gun, and put up a group that I knew I would not be able to duplicate again. Sheer luck, but boy was it impressive looking. Looked like one ragged hole, at 10 yds, out of a gun I'd never shot before? More luck than skill, but I wasn't gonna highlight that fact.

I shrugged it off, the picture of nonchalance. "It's just sight alignment and trigger control."

I made sure I gave him some good pointers, and I also made sure not to "waste any of his ammo" for the rest of the day.

Mike

 

[dasmi]

Playing .22 golf with DocZinn. Too hard to explain, but I won

 

[Jubjub]

I made a head shot on a squirrel as it was jumping from one tree to another, about 30 yards away and 50 feet up. Wouldn't have tried the shot, but I thought my first shot had wounded it. Gun was a Ruger MKII with a 2X scope.

I saw a pretty amazing shot once when hunting with some buddies. A couple of us had filled our deer tags opening morning, and we decided to go quail hunting. We had flushed a covey, and were roaming around trying to kick up singles. One popped up in front of my buddy, he swung and fired. The quail exploded into a cloud of feathers and chunks, and we both stood there slack jawed listening to the gentle whistling sound of a rifled slug flying toward the horizon.

 

[Nil]

My favorite shots occured during the first stage of my first IDPA match. I ended up with zero points down and a very respectable time also. I had the others in my group asking me if this was really me first time shooting IDPA since they couldn't believe I did so well.

 

[1911ShooterTJ]

Pheasant hunting a few years ago I had two come up, flying out in opposite directions. I picked one and started to raise my gun, and by time I got my gun to my shoulder and followed through with the shot, realized I had hit both pheasants in one shot. Not a very far distance away but still impressive. And pure luck Apparently the other one changed directions midair and decided to come back towards the first one. Last mistake it ever made.

 

[crankshop1000]

I dropped a dove in flight at a distance of about 40 yards with a hip shot from a Sears semi auto .22.I had witnesses.They thought it was skill.Instant legend.

 

[JamisJockey]

Rabbit hunting the orange goves in Yuma, AZ. Buddy had a lazer range finder. Rounded a corner and spotted a bunny a ways off......raised my open-signt 10/22 and popped the bunny in the ear. Buddy lazed the corpse....96 yards...

I was showing my dad how to shoot the Makarov I bought him for Xmas one year. He put up a group that was mediocre, and asked me for pointers (he's a really good rifle shot, but he can't shoot a pistol to save his life). I took the gun, and put up a group that I knew I would not be able to duplicate again. Sheer luck, but boy was it impressive looking. Looked like one ragged hole, at 10 yds, out of a gun I'd never shot before? More luck than skill, but I wasn't gonna highlight that fact.

LOL I did that with a friend's brand new CZ. He was bitching and moaning about how he was spraying the target. Insisted the sights needed adjustment. I took it from him and created a ragged hole in the X ring. I'd never shot a CZ before. Old fogey range master standing behind us said "yup, that gun's all F*&@ed up....."

 

[taliv]

7th grade, antique daisy bb gun ( the one-cock lever action type, not a pump), bird on a branch about 30 yards away, using about a 3' hold-over, headshot

 

[NavyLCDR]

At an indoor range at 30 yards. I put a hole in a target with a 30/30 to use as an aim point for a .22. The .22 is a 1940s Mossberg with a Walmart 4-12x40 scope. First shot went through the 30/30 hole clean. It was a big target paper so there was no chance I missed the paper altogether.