Some days, even the range isn't fun.
Today, I went out with J.R. and Proud Hillbilly. I brought a few items that needed more testing, specificaly the Uzi with it's new suppressor, the Reising, and a new AR carbine that I just finished putting together. And while J.R. was having a great day with his custom Ruger 10-22, I was getting nothing but grief from my own hardware.
To begin with, the Uzi is still choking on my 147gr. reloads. Every few rounds, I'll get one that for whatever reason stops the bolt before it goes fully closed. I can't see anything wrong with these rounds, and it always fires them on the second try, but whatever the problem is, it's stopping the gun. And the only ammo that it's doing this with is my subsonic loads, so I can't just blame the gun, which would be my choice since I can easily fix a gun problem just by swapping something out. Needless to say, by the time that I set the Uzi down on the table, I wasn't happy.
Then the Reising totally pissed me off with a near 100% fail to chamber rounds. This one I can at least chalk up to the Tula steel-cased ammo that I bought for this test--obviously the old gun doesn't care for the Tula. Still, it was a day wasted, a gun dirtied and I have ninety rounds of Tula steel-case that I have to get rid of.
Next, PH and I shot pistols for a bit. She had her Glock with some reloads that she's put together and I set up my chronograph to check her loads. They could probably stand a bit more "oomph" but the velocity consistency was great considering the equipment that I know her to be using. She's obviously not just slopping the rounds together. I shot my Smith and Wesson Model 58, and together we took turns shooting at a plastic laundry detergent jug placed on the backstop berm. Big difference indeed between the impacts of her lightly-loaded 9mm full metal jacket rounds and my fairly hot .41 Magnum lead semi-wadcutter rounds.
Now I was feeling a little better. When the guns and ammo work like they should, recoil therapy quickly makes all the world's problems go away. Sigh.
Then it was time to try the new rifle, which is actually not "new" new, as I basically re-purposed my old 16" .300 Blackout rifle by putting a new 16" lightweight 5.56mm barrel on it with a mid-length gas system. Fact is, the .300 was nice, but I didn't need it as I now have the short-barreled .300, and rather than just let it sit or sell it off, I figured why not recycle it into something I'd get more use out of?
So here it is, with it's matching green Magpul furniture and it's Aimpoint PRO on top.
But it shoots good, and I, Proud Hillbilly and JR each used it to shatter every sporting clay paced on the 50-yard berm. It looks to be a good shooter and it's a couple of pounds lighter than my old carbine that sports a heavy 14.5" machine gun barrel. (Back when I built that one, the 1993 Clinton Ban panic was in full swing, and you took what you could get and were grateful for it.)
So, four guns to the range, and a 50% satisfaction rate. But those two felt so good to shoot that I'm not even irked about the two that didn't...well almost.