Another installment of tactical operations and manliness on the range...
*It was a windy day...near an airfield. There will be inaudible moments at times. I did my best on quality and touch ups (and reloaded these more times than you know) but keep in mind the charm of it, the imperfections of it, much like the form of Black Metal and all its wild grandeur.
This was a solo account. A much needed event to break up my work week and hone my skills. Before you watch, be warned, there are louds of rambling. I am a madman, this is expected.
*It was a windy day...near an airfield. There will be inaudible moments at times. I did my best on quality and touch ups (and reloaded these more times than you know) but keep in mind the charm of it, the imperfections of it, much like the form of Black Metal and all its wild grandeur.
This was a solo account. A much needed event to break up my work week and hone my skills. Before you watch, be warned, there are louds of rambling. I am a madman, this is expected.
...And no, I never found that lost round, totally got sun scorched regardless of screen. Perhaps that roudn was a sort of offering to the gods of markmanship and war. May Tyr, Ares, or Belona accept my offering. GIve me strength for the battles ahead. For the Fimbul Winter and Ragnarok await.