“Bang, bang, bang!”
Boink, boink, boink. Three spent 9mm casings hit my head and hands.
“Bang bang bang!”
Boink, boink, boink. Three more rounds hit my head and hands.
Voice from two lanes away, “I don’t see the casings. Are they flying very far?”
Yes, I shoot wheel guns. Yes, I am limited in the number of rounds per go. Yes, they can be harder to conceal.
But, short of a critical (if not terminal) malfunction, I don’t pelt people with hot brass.
Some people see the lack of flying brass as a feature, not a bug.
Oh, when I read, “Three rounds of 9mm hit my head and hands,” my breath stopped momentarily.
Then I realized you meant casings. The “boink” sound effect baffled me for a moment. And then I grinned with understanding.
Revolvers do have a few real, tangible advantages.
Even so, don’t forget to wear gloves when handling rounds/cartridges. Don’t want to get pesky fingerprints on those nice, shiny casings.
Brain went: “is she doing a super hero thing, now?”
Additional benefit of revolvers, besides reliability and no flying brass: the relatively inexpensive ones haven’t changed in a century, and you can beat someone to death with it.
Flying brass makes a distinctive noise when it hits my ear protection. I made distinctive noises when another person’s spent casing lodged in my glasses. Hot casing, of course.
Second hand info. Apparently very interesting sounds occur when hot casings go down loose shirts (male & female shirts). 😉
Mrs. TRX can expound on that at length…
We’re also both left-handed, and familiar with hot brass hitting us in the face, among other places.
Pistol brass hasn’t bothered me in a long time. I still cringe when I remember the time I was locked in tight in prone and a freshly ejected .30-06 casing from my Garand landed on my wrist. Not only burned, it was hot enough to stick. Ouch! Also, high necked shirts are a must when at the range. I remember reading about an incident in a Navy safety magazine back in the ‘70’s where a female airman caught an M-16 brass down the top causing an ND which impacted a rifle being held by another airman. Amazingly enough no one was injured. In hind sight it really makes me wonder about their range safety back then. This happened as best as I remember around 1975. I wish I could remember where it occurred.
You’re not suffering from rejection. You’re suffering from ejection.
Ah yes, the ‘reasons’ for hats and shirts/blouses with tight necks… I shot my quals with my .45 with my earplugs in. Bounced a round off an upright and nailed myself in the ear. That one was a seven ring…grrrr… If that is happening, don’t be afraid to say something either to the RO, or the shooter.
The shooter was leaning so far over the shelf that the “ejecta” was hitting me. When they took a break, I suggested that they not do that. The RSO came in not long after, to check on a new shooter, and the problem did not recur.
I wondered what kind of inadequate range bay partitions you had there……
And acquaintance had never fired a Kalashnikov pattern rifle, so we made plans to meet at a range one afternoon.
Being a rather rustic outdoor range, it had those long plain wooden table with some numbers on it do marking the shooting positions (i.e. no barrier between lanes).
A couple fellows were sighting in a rifle and had occupied the position furthest to the right. There being no one else on the range, my friend and I went to the furthest position to the left, which put a gap of about 12 or 13 feet Between the shooting parties.
I gave my friend a quick how-to on the Kalasnikov, give him a magazine, and he settled in and cracked off about five rounds slow fire.
I got that feeling that somebody was staring. I looked to my right and the two guys at the far end were glaring at us … and neatly surrounded by five steel cases.
Mikhail made sure there was plenty of force available to reliably extract those cases and that those cases will be deposited far from the shooters position in case there are sharp-eyed opponents on the other side.
We offered to exchange positions, but they said they were almost done anyway.
That’s pretty impressive. If that were to happen on the handgun range, I think I’d relocate even farther, for fear that something exciting [bad exciting] was about to happen to the semi-auto.