Shooting

Friday I went shooting after work (1 whole maintenance). On the way there my truck started making a funny noise so I pulled over on the freeway to find a flat tire. It was weird because the truck was driving just fine except for the noise. I threw on the spare and was on my way. I met up with my buddy Gil, and we scoped out this new shotting range (new to us, and yes pun intended).
The owner was a real nice guy and very helpful with tips and what not. This place was all about the sporting clays, and it was obvious I was not. I went in fully confident that I was gunna do great, but after the first station it was quite clear that I am not good at this sport....yet. In the words of the Governator "I'll be....."