
Jenna and I went to the gun club last night, and decided to go as if we were in a Raymond Chandler book.

The big gun.

We got there with less than an hour until closing. Had to move fast!

As happy as a king!

Shootin' shoes.

A natural marksman.

Shoot from the hip. I was copying our target, as I was already in his outfit.

Arsenal.

The big gun, the 500, blows hot wind at your face when you shoot it.

Buddies.

The happiest armed robber.

And afterward of course, it was creampie city.