What happened at the gun range that had you laughing? What did you see that you’d like to share?
it was the time I started a fire at the range.
Went to an indoor range to shoot a few handguns one being my SIG M17. young man behind the counter had made a comment the last time I was in with it that he had never fired one. so I proceeded to to my lane, hang target and send target out with their electronic system. after a 21 round mag I looked up in the rail that housed to cable for the system and noticed about a 4-5 in flame in a couple of placed coming out of the channel so I went to the window and knocked don it to get their attention and he comes outthinking I was going to let him fire the M17. I said no and pointed to the fire.
now the range goes cold and they get the fire put out and admitted this was not the first time this has happened. the other 3-4 people kept looking at me like how in the hell do you start a fire like that in a range. unburnt powder collects up the channel over time.
yes I did let him put a 15 round mag through the M17.
Please tell me you gave him crap about that scope mount… Unbelievable.
I have no funny stories 
Looks like a second grader got a hold of some Krylon and went to town 
Thats exactly the look i go for!
But i use rustoleum
It was the early 90s. A buddy and myself went to an indoor range in a town a little on the risky side of where we lived. A guy come in behind us and we already had a target set out on the cable and we were putting ear goggles on and this guy pulls a pistol out of his waistband and just pops one off, no target or anything, old west style? He did this about 6 times and we just stood there watching this guy. On the 7th shot my buddy flinched and grabbed at his right bicept area. Sure enough, a ricochet bounced off the wall and came back and punched his arm stopping on his coat. The shop owner comes tearing in and stops the guy and grabs the pistol out of his hand. He told him the wild firing technique got this guy shot. The guy panicked and said i cant get caught with a pistol im on parole. And took off out of the range. My buddy took his coat off and the bullet was deformed and looked like a piece of clay on the floor. Didnt break the skin but left a good sized bruise. We didnt even shoot that day. Or return to that shop. The owner didnt even say anything to us when he saw there was no blood. We couldve owned that place that day? If that bullet was a little higher it probably wouldve bounced off my buddys skull?
Not really a range but an abandoned property where people commonly went to shoot in the late 1970’s.
Saw a guy with a brand new m1 carbine that would fire twice every time he pulled the trigger.
Saw another guy sight down the barrel of a pistol grip 12ga. and pull the trigger. The butt hit him in the mouth so hard his front teeth cut through his upper lip. We weren’t laughing, it was pretty bad.
WOW! Shotgun Tyson punch! That had to be a hellava wallop!
Not really a funny story, but I guess my most memorable one. I piped down a girl I was seeing at the time when we got back to the truck. No one else was there, and I’ve always found guns to be a natural aphrodisiac for women in general. This one in particular liked seeing you do some manly things and she knew it and would let you know it, and I guess taking her to shoot a bunch of different types of firearms was manly to her.
I had a girlfriend when I was 16 that me and a friend took out to the desert (I lived in NM at the time) to let her shoot a 12 ga he had because she’d never shot a gun and wanted to. As soon as she fired it she screamed and dropped it in the desert sand. My buddy didn’t like that too much, but he bit his lip pretty good. Not funny then, but funny now I guess.
Recently a buddy and I went to a local range and there was a young couple obviously on a date. The were renting handguns and when I started shooting my AR the guy seemed to like the idea of shooting one too. So a few minutes later he comes back with the rental AR. It seemed like it wasn’t working all that well for him. Like, the stock position was fully collapsed and he couldn’t get it extended, the magazine dropped a few times, and generally wouldn’t cycle properly. I chalked it up to being a poorly maintained rental, as I was keeping an eye on them without being too obvious.
After a few minutes of this, the girl came over to my lane and said something to the effect of, “since I was shooting a similar rifle would I mind coming over and seeing if I could figure out what was wrong.” Pretty sure the guy didn’t like that, so I tried to be quick and clean about it. Turns out the rifle was fine, but the guy just didn’t know what he was doing. I didn’t offer any tips to him in particular, more of a “oh, I see what’s going on…” and talked to them as a couple.
The girl says, “maybe this rifle just isn’t all that great” and the guy agrees, so they decide to go exchange it. So I hand it back to her as she was standing closest to me and she does a full clearing of the rifle like her last name was Miculek. It must have been killing her to watch this guy strugglebus through the experience when she clearly knew what she was doing. I thought she was pretty cute before that, but after, oh boy.
Many years ago, my good friend and shooting buddy Rocky (AKA The Head Stamp Eraser) were up in the Winchester Canyon gun range. I was just practicing, Rocky was chrono graphing some new handloads in his .454 Cassull Super Redhawk. He had a Chrony and was doing just fine. I took a moment to glance over just in time to catch Chrony and tripod go flying down range with his shot. First he looks at his revolver, then up to me, then down range, then back to his revolver with the most puzzled look on his face. I was laughing pretty hard. He figured out that he changed his point of aim from through the triangle to the target downrange and it changed everything. Back in those days, we didn’t make much money to start with, add on the ridiculous cost of Commifornia housing it took hi a while before he could find the savings to replace the chronograph. Best lessons learned are the hard ones. I wonder if that range still is in operation, what with all the anti-2A ■■■■ going down in that State? I’ve long since left.
I’m about 4 days late to this party but this is a funny story… my wife and i are on the way to the range and stop to pick up something to drink. Feeling a UTI coming on i get cranberry juice and a 7UP. She got a Pepsi. We get to the range and just after we get started she asked me how to place her finger on the trigger. I begin to show her using my G19 and commenced to having my only ND. Scared the crap out of me and left me feeling like a dummy the rest of the trip. Luckily the muzzle was pointed down range and we continued to enjoy our date. While i was packing up to leave she tried to take a drink of pop only to discover that i shot the 20oz bottle. Then, having mixed my cranberry and 7up into a bottle with a push on cap, we pulled out of the very bumpy driveway. It exploded in the brand new car and I about came out of my skin thinking we were taking on stay rounds. We still laugh about both parts, her Pepsi and my 7up.
Took the 1911s, only Glock mags in my bag 
shot buck shot out tact14 before getting a pistol brace
Went to the range with a friend. We were shooting muzzleloaders getting ready for deer season . Then I heard a familiar voice my cousin was there with his 12 gauge slug gun. We let him take a shot at 100 yards . He did pretty good with the old shotgun 3” low 3” to the left . I told him I could do better with my bow. Now they would not leave me alone it was on. My old bear only had a 60 yard pin. A 20 30 and so on. So I calculated the distance between to pins for 100 yards and let a arrow fly. No Joke , the arrow went in the same hole he made with the shotgun.
The arrow