Hot Hot Hot

It was a blistering hot day on the Texas prairie.  The thermometer on my range bag said it was 110 degrees in the shade, but we weren’t shooting in the shade.  I drank four quarts of Gatoraid and a couple of bottles of water, and I didn’t have to pee once.  (Yes, I know that’s bad.)

Everyone was happy that I only set up five stages.

The first stage was the infamous Texas Star.  I choked.

JPGs of the rest of the stages after the cut.

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