Today after lunch we shot our Sunday Family Match. Wax bullets in the backyard. PawPaw was range-mastering, and I really didn't have time to take pictures or video, but the trash-talking commenced and was soon over. You can't trash-talk a timer, it doesn't care.
Milady worked on her draw and was very consistent in the 1.1 second range. She had four hits during one sting, all in the 1.1 range. For a shooter who was shooting in the 1.8s just two months ago, and had never run against a timer three months ago, she's doing great. She intends to be in the 0.8s by the time we go to Odessa in July, so we've got some work to do.
I worked on my draw, trying to get consistent. Occasionally, I'll shoot in the high 0.7s, but mainly in the 0.9s low 1.0s. Gentleman George showed me a new draw technique, and I can see the benefits. I'll be working on that this week, trying to get consistent.
Zachary is still walking on water, knowing that he beat Part-Time yesterday. He asked me to find a video that he could show his mother, of a song Part-Time played for us at the Texas State Championsips, April last. I found it and downloaded it to my YouTube channel so that he could find it, and I'll embed it for you below. It's a humorous little song about a fast-draw shooter.
Part Time is, of course, Dusty Damrel, a true gentleman from Vidor, Texas. I count him as a friend. He's a world renown whip-maker and a really fine holster maker, When I needed a holster for Milady, I called Dusty. His website is here. If you need a whip or a holster, give Dusty a call. He's a master of his craft, a fine fellow, and a joy to be around.