That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
with tons of backup, A-10s, food, ammo, choppers, waterOnly people Ive heard of that can hit a target at more than 1000 yards are elite snipers.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
If they knew i was on my living room couch between 8-10pm and there was a window that i could be seen thru o could be sniped from the nearly 1/2 mile away by these weapons. If i caught onto broken glass with no sound id pull my handgun and not have any idea where i was being fired upon from. Nearly 1/2 mile....if you have any brains, you wont be out and about during daylight hours for at least a year after shtf. All this beyond500m stuff is the bunk, cause it assumes that your target is stupid enough to be out in the open in daylight, and be holding STILL. 500m is a helluva long shot, a luck hit, on a moving man, or one that's using cover. You'd have to be nuts to give up having a sound-suppressed autoloader for a bolt action, in the first place. You have no control over who gets close to you, at night, with such gear and then you wont dare fire at them until they move off by half a mile. You'll be PRAYING that they don't discover you, have no dogs, etc. So it's all just a waste of time and effort. Very few places let you practice at such distances. You have no control whatsoever over wind or mirage, and you can only guess at their effects. Nobody's going to let you have spotter shots without starting to dodge and seek cover.
Guess I’ll be working to that skill level.Only people Ive heard of that can hit a target at more than 1000 yards are elite snipers.
Instinctual more then anything.Guess I’ll be working to that skill level.
.303 is actually a pretty good round. Not as high a BC as I’d like to see, but those rugged combat rifles were well designed. Most had a screw underneath the action for barrel tension to keep the rifle’s harmonics leveled out, so the vibration waves running through the rifle when you fire don’t wreck the accuracy. Trained out to 550-600, myself, when I was in the Corps. Most don’t need a custom bedding with epoxy or fiberglass.Instinctual more then anything.
I'm still using an old Lee Enfield I inherited, never hit anything at over 1000 yards but at distances of 400-700 yards would be common.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Mine is the No. 4 version but I still prefer using my blowpipe..303 is actually a pretty good round. Not as high a BC as I’d like to see, but those rugged combat rifles were well designed. Most had a screw underneath the action for barrel tension to keep the rifle’s harmonics leveled out, so the vibration waves running through the rifle when you fire don’t wreck the accuracy. Trained out to 550-600, myself, when I was in the Corps. Most don’t need a custom bedding with epoxy or fiberglass.
so you play Grand Theft Auto in real life ?Any guys on here, prior military or otherwise that have shot beyond 1000 yards with custom loads, even match grade loads with bullets that have a high BC? Looking at pushing my skills to the next level.
You must be expecting some kind of argument to kick off. I will not help you do that.so you play Grand Theft Auto in real life ?
and if you've got all that, why bother with the sniper? just machine gun them from the planes.with tons of backup, A-10s, food, ammo, choppers, water
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
He got center massed with three live rounds.