Well, I was supposed to be at the range today....but a face-plant onto the concrete driveway stumbling off a ladder with a gallon can of paint (which ended up between by chest and the driveway, forcing the contents of the can up my nose, into my eyes and in my mouth) created enough soreness that my desire to load up and drive 90 minutes each way was severely eroded!
So instead, I watched some football and putzed in the loading room (not at the same time!).
Here are 303 . 308s all ready for powder.
At least the day wasn't a total loss!
