Carney retired about a year ago, I think, but I don't know if he is building barrels yet. I know he got some big lathe or barrel making machinery. We have had a nice Christmas meal the last five or six years, but some temporary health problems cancelled this year's. They have a nice .22 shoot maybe twice a year, a fun event.
On the dino targets, we were assigned a number to shoot at. I don't know how the shots were scored. Number 17 had more area than numbers below 10! That particle board didn't record multiple shots in one hole, maybe next year there could be a cardboard circle with the number, if they do this kind of target again. The main instructions were, "Don't shoot the baby!" After the main course of fire, someone shot out the pink dino's eye. Pretty good shooting. I let one of the new shooters, a teen age boy, shoot my rifle and he clipped the nose near the eye, only his second shot with a flintlock, after trying Jim's .54. The pink dino was configured as a bull in rut, but Carole took that my photo into a computer program and expurgated him. (See King George III target). Thus the reference to cojones on my target, see Flint's Frolick II post for photos.
