Driving rain here today in the FL Panhandle. (Someone create a 2020 Hurricane / TS thread BTW).
Haven't got to shoot the new, New Vaquero so I went to my town's only indoor range. Today's experience reminded me how much indoor ranges suck ass. First of all I abstained from the beer drinking train for a few hours so I could go shoot 30 rounds at a paper target at an indoor range. With all the unrest going on, and because it was raining cats and dogs, there were about 234543456789754 people there waiting to pop off some rounds as well. My town's only indoor range is in "not the best neighborhood". I show up and put my money down and sat around in the gun store waiting for them to holler my name to head to the range... They take your license too so you can't just say "F It" and storm out when it takes forever.
Hanging in the gun store portion: two thirds of the customers I see are probably legally prohibited from owning firearms. Conversations with the guys at the gun counter begin with: "Yo; you got a Draco?" or "Where the long clips at for a Glock 9?" The customer line to the register to sign up for range time smelled of cannabis like a reggae festival (everyone 6ft apart).
Eventually they call my name and I check in with the target I bought. I have a total of 30 45LC cartridges with me and the New Vaquero. Check-in guy checks my gear, sees I've got my own eye and ear-pro (plugs) and recommends I take some of the range earmuffs "because". Keep in mind this is a 15 lane, 25 yard, indoor range. I ask how many long guns are on the range and he looks at the monitors, informs me there are several. Oh shit. I grab the (probably COVID infested) rental muffs and head to my spot. There's an open AR case with the rifle laying in it on the gear table behind the firing lanes. Right on top of the "absolutely no visible guns here" written right on the table surface. Instead of being sat down in its hard case, the ARis askew, muzzle sticking out, horizontal to the multiple people standing around, inhaling lead, shooting or watching others shoot. So basically I get muzzled just walking to my lane.
Get to my lane and pin up my target. Its so crowded it's hard to find a stapler to even get my target up in the mechanism. Start shooting the 45LC and things are going okay. Tank top guy next to me with a fat, tattooed girlfriend then takes after a target at a whole 25 yards with his AR variant. Even with double ear pro it's hard to just stand there in the adjacent lane while the blast reaches out. Also the un-burned powder subsequently makes a small cloud which probably would hold any future bigshark88 kid back a grade (if there were any future bigshark88 kids in the pipeline). After he's talking over his 25 yard triumph with his AR, someone else started shooting a long gun and something (not sure what) comes back off the range, under the shooting surface, and hits me right below the knee. No skin broken but it didn't feel like a shell casing.
Finish up my 30 rounds of 45LC and check out. Employee at the register gives me back my license and checks me out on the computer. "You haven't been here since Fathers Day 2016" he says. Yeah. No shit.