Quote Originally Posted by Bodo View Post
Seconded, thirded or whatever it is now...
The old man, myself, and my son butface had just finished a range day at the Natl Forest. We were packing up our stuff, me in my truck, Mike in the big red pedo mobile. Over by the entrance where the gates are I saw movement in the tree line. There is a guy hiding behind a tree and I see a barrel of a rifle poking out and it is aimed towards the people on the long side of the range. I pointed it out to Mike and before I can say another word off goes the Unabomber in his favorite Magnum PI Hawaiian shirt into the tree line, and we flanked him perfectly. Mike yells at the guy and he turns around and has a AR15 pointed at him. Dude shit his pants and dropped the rifle, I was covering Mike with my FAL. We asked him what the hell are you doing and his answer is that 100 yards wasn't far enough for his scope so he wanted to be a bit further and thought if nobody saw him no harm no foul.