WHEN YOU FIRE, YOU WILL ENVISION IN YOUR MIND, ZOOMING IN TO THESE TARGETS LIKE THE WORLDS MOST POWERFUL TELEPHOTO LENS.
IN YOUR MIND THAT LITTLE RED GLOWING TARGET WILL BECOME THE SIZE OF A STOP SIGN.
NO MATTER HOW FAR AWAY THEY ARE. IT WILL ALWAYS BE AS EASY TO HIT THE EXACT CENTER OF THE TARGET, JUST AS IF YOU WERE SHOOTING A STOP SIGN STANDING TWO FEET IN FRONT OF IT.
IN YOUR MIND, YOU WILL ADJUST FOR WIND AND DISTANCE AUTOMATICALLY.
WHEN YOU SHOOT YOU WILL NOT THINK, YOU WILL JUST DO!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND!” he said.
I SAID, “YES I UNDERSTAND“.
One of the other lab guys whom I had never talked to before then comes up from behind me somewhere and he is holding a case. He places the case on this round wooden table and opens it. There are six different pistols in it. He asked me to look at him and not the pistols. He then asks me “if I had ever shot a gun before.” I said “once at sleep away camp when I was little,” he asked me if I knew the caliber and I said “yes, it was a .22 caliber rifle” and I remember hearing laughter, it seemed to be from all over the room.
He then said to “focus your eyes on me, always your eyes are on me“. He then asked me if I had ever shot a pistol before and I replied “no“. He then told me that he was going to instruct me how to handle a gun, how to load it, how to clean it, how each one is different and what there different characteristics are, and he went on and on.
In the end he said, “you will remember everything I say and it will become like second nature to you, you will know it like the back of your hand“. He then picked up the first pistol and for the next few hours (I presume it was hours) he spent showing me all the guns. Taking apart all the guns, and putting them back together. How to load them. How to clean them. How each one was different etc..etc.. I specifically remember this because after I did it once, I knew each gun like the back of my hand.
They, on the other hand, were quite insistent that I disassemble and then reassemble every gun at LEAST 25 times. After about three or four “assemblies” I spoke out and said “this is a waste of time, when can I shoot?” and then like one voice everyone in the room started yelling at me. All basically saying the same thing, that your gun is your life and that all this is very very very important. I got the message and said, “well test me“. Someone, I think it was Mr. Greení’s voice says “all right, we’ll test you smart-ass” and they made me turn around. I hear them working. When I turn back around all six guns are disassembled and are in a big pile in the middle of the round table.
The man with the white hair says to me you have exactly something minutes to reassemble all the weapons. I really wasn’t listening to him. The moment I had turned around and saw the pile of parts I knew what they wanted me to do. I was like a kid in a candy store.
Excited at the new challenge, and ready to show them just what I could do, it was all like a game to me. Me against them and they don’t think I can do it. As the man with the white hair finished speaking the words I really wasn’t hearing. He said “ready” and I look at him and he has a stopwatch, to the left of him is Mr. Green standing there with his arms crossed with this shit-eating grin on his face. I remember thinking to myself self “watch this you son of a bitch” and Adolph says “go.”
And I rush over to the table. Let me tell you every piece that I touched I instantly knew EXACTLY what gun it went to, how it was used, what purpose it served the weapon and how to clean it. I instantly knew everything and every word the instructor had told me about that piece. I have no idea how fast I assembled those six pistols. I was so focused on the task I had no idea about anything else around me. How much time had gone by, where I was, nothing. I was going very fast and when I finished and slammed the last pistol to the table and yelled: “done“. As I looked up they all had this blank stare and mouth open look to them. Mr. Green says “do it again” and I did it two more times.