That girl can shoot

K, our exchange student who had never fired any kind of weapon before this afternoon, shot a three-inch circle out of a silhouette target, just above center mass, at a bit longer than 10 meters.

That’s a three-inch hole in the target. Did I mention she had never fired any kind of weapon before this afternoon?

She shot the three-inch hole using a Glock 26 and a Smith and Wesson Model 586, four-inch barrel and firing .38 Special ammunition.

My daughter Kathleen and I did OK, but we were far from matching K’s talent.

We started with a .22-short Beretta, but the little pistol jammed on every other round. K’s first shot ever was a head shot with the Beretta. She made a surprised noise when the pistol fired and jumped in her hand. Each of us fired three five-round groups. At short distance, the Beretta was accurate, but not to be trusted for reliability.

With a .32 Savage Model 1907, K was a little jumpy on the first couple of rounds, but she put five close to center mass. Kathleen and I did well with the Savage. The thing shoots straight, but we had a bad jam problem and then moved onto the Glock.

K came into her own with the Glock. She commented on its recoil, much greater than the Savage. But she put the first two rounds in an area above center mass, and then the next five connected and made a hole. Five more made the hole larger. She finished with two sessions with the S&W, on the second session shooting out the paper connections between other hits and making the three-inch hole.

Right after the first Glock shot, her demeanor changed. She assumed a shooter’s stance that most people get only after many sessions on a range. It was neat, watching the change from apprehensive girl to self-assured shooter.

Must have been the coaching.

Nah. The girl can shoot.