Woke up this AM, stretched and stuck my fingers right into the ceiling fan......

I've shot in every division except PCC, Carry Optics, and Revolver. I eventually moved to Single Stack because that's what I like even though the pool is small. I originally moved to Limited and then Open because of a dearth of competition in L10 and Single Stack, with a couple of years in production, but 9mm не моя.

GsT
 
9 was not mine either until I got going in PCC. It's fun, but it's fish in a barrel when it comes to the fundamentals. I ended up with a SP01 Shadow that I enjoy. Recoil doesn't slow me down much. I once finished well in a BUG match with a 2-finger Glock at 180 PF in .40, go figure.

Single stack will always be there, there's always those dedicated to it at every match. Usually a few more 1911s registered than Limited. But Optics, good Lord. They're going to have to do something at some point, it is 85% of the field, sometimes 90%. Even at T2 and T3 events. I'm just happy to have somebody else in a 50 shooter match to compare scores with now.
 
Many years ago. I woke up and the clock read 5:00 AM, sh3t! I’m supposed to be at work at 5! Jump out of bed, pull on some pants. Run to the bathroom. Have to **** too bad to hold it till I get to work. Oh man, that might not be just a fart. So I set on the toilet, forcing it out so fast, it splashes off of the porcelain and onto the back of my legs. Turn on the faucet wet my hand and quickly splash some water to rinse off the ****. Screw it, I can take a dump after I get to work. No time for a shower, just deodorize. I grabbed the can and shot my left pit with shaving cream! Wipe it off, hit the right pit with the proper stuff. Threw on a shirt, stuffed the pen, pocket tweeker and ID badge in the pocket. Grabbed keys and wallet. Ran out the door. Still buttoning up my shirt (I can tuck it in while running across the parking lot at work), I notice that something seems strange, it’s very quiet this morning (I live in town). And, why is the moon so high in the sky? Somethings wrong. I went back inside. The digital clock read 2:05 AM. I guess while half asleep, I read the 2 as a 5! Took off my shoes, double checked the 4:15 AM alarm setting, laid down in bed and relaxed. Yep, is was just a fart. Man, my left arm pit feels really cool and tingly! Never actually got back to sleep. I was a long day.
 
9 was not mine either until I got going in PCC. It's fun, but it's fish in a barrel when it comes to the fundamentals. I ended up with a SP01 Shadow that I enjoy. Recoil doesn't slow me down much. I once finished well in a BUG match with a 2-finger Glock at 180 PF in .40, go figure.

Single stack will always be there, there's always those dedicated to it at every match. Usually a few more 1911s registered than Limited. But Optics, good Lord. They're going to have to do something at some point, it is 85% of the field, sometimes 90%. Even at T2 and T3 events. I'm just happy to have somebody else in a 50 shooter match to compare scores with now.
Single Stack hasn't always been there, so I'm not sure it always will be. Problem is that most of those "dedicated to it" are in the lower classes (and even they're diminishing in favor of production and C.O.). As soon as you get past (B?) class competition dries up in SS and L10. I've been to T3 events where SS wasn't recognized. Not the end of the world - I have more trophies than is good for my ego - but some apples-to-apples competition would be nice.

GsT
 
Many years ago. I woke up and the clock read 5:00 AM, sh3t! I’m supposed to be at work at 5! Jump out of bed, pull on some pants. Run to the bathroom. Have to **** too bad to hold it till I get to work. Oh man, that might not be just a fart. So I set on the toilet, forcing it out so fast, it splashes off of the porcelain and onto the back of my legs. Turn on the faucet wet my hand and quickly splash some water to rinse off the ****. Screw it, I can take a dump after I get to work. No time for a shower, just deodorize. I grabbed the can and shot my left pit with shaving cream! Wipe it off, hit the right pit with the proper stuff. Threw on a shirt, stuffed the pen, pocket tweeker and ID badge in the pocket. Grabbed keys and wallet. Ran out the door. Still buttoning up my shirt (I can tuck it in while running across the parking lot at work), I notice that something seems strange, it’s very quiet this morning (I live in town). And, why is the moon so high in the sky? Somethings wrong. I went back inside. The digital clock read 2:05 AM. I guess while half asleep, I read the 2 as a 5! Took off my shoes, double checked the 4:15 AM alarm setting, laid down in bed and relaxed. Yep, is was just a fart. Man, my left arm pit feels really cool and tingly! Never actually got back to sleep. I was a long day.
I can relate to that, except that I'm retired. Hilarious!!
 
Single Stack hasn't always been there, so I'm not sure it always will be. Problem is that most of those "dedicated to it" are in the lower classes (and even they're diminishing in favor of production and C.O.). As soon as you get past (B?) class competition dries up in SS and L10. I've been to T3 events where SS wasn't recognized. Not the end of the world - I have more trophies than is good for my ego - but some apples-to-apples competition would be nice.

GsT
I think the siren's call for single stackers today is the 2011 with an optics cut and a $4000 price tag. Some of the same look and feel without all the reloads. Nighthawks come with a hat and STIs come with that exclusive sneer everyone loves. Maybe it's time to start a pew pew thread.
 
Many years ago. I woke up and the clock read 5:00 AM, sh3t! I’m supposed to be at work at 5! Jump out of bed, pull on some pants. Run to the bathroom. Have to **** too bad to hold it till I get to work. Oh man, that might not be just a fart. So I set on the toilet, forcing it out so fast, it splashes off of the porcelain and onto the back of my legs. Turn on the faucet wet my hand and quickly splash some water to rinse off the ****. Screw it, I can take a dump after I get to work. No time for a shower, just deodorize. I grabbed the can and shot my left pit with shaving cream! Wipe it off, hit the right pit with the proper stuff. Threw on a shirt, stuffed the pen, pocket tweeker and ID badge in the pocket. Grabbed keys and wallet. Ran out the door. Still buttoning up my shirt (I can tuck it in while running across the parking lot at work), I notice that something seems strange, it’s very quiet this morning (I live in town). And, why is the moon so high in the sky? Somethings wrong. I went back inside. The digital clock read 2:05 AM. I guess while half asleep, I read the 2 as a 5! Took off my shoes, double checked the 4:15 AM alarm setting, laid down in bed and relaxed. Yep, is was just a fart. Man, my left arm pit feels really cool and tingly! Never actually got back to sleep. I was a long day.
I showed up at work one morning during a plant shutdown.

I wouldn’t have felt so silly if it was the first day, but it was the third day and a Friday.
 
I showed up at work one morning during a plant shutdown.

I wouldn’t have felt so silly if it was the first day, but it was the third day and a Friday.
I have a dream like that but I also forgot my pants too...
 
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