I guess I have mentioned this before . . . if not, I'll still keep it brief: I'm the faculty/staff adviser for a collegiate "rifle association". This is my first year with them, and their second year in existence. . . . after seeing their facebook page, I have been afraid to ask what happened to the last adviser. Anyway, they approached me a while back about them wanting to seriously learn High Power and Long Range shooting skills. Having some idea of the commitment and dedication required, I was extremely pleased. If more than a little skeptical. Anyway, I started pulling strings and calling in favors. If they really want to do this, I really want to help them. Fast forward to this past Saturday morning. First day of "The Program". Their first opportunity to meet the instructor in person, their first opportunity to meet the (starter) rifles and to see the range they would be learning on. Let me set this up for you . . . The instructor is about to celebrate his 90th birthday. He brought out refurbed Mossberg 85 .22 target rifles (bolt action, iron sighted .22 rifles used by the military for rifle training during *at least* WWII and Korea). The targets were setup at 25 feet. And the poor old guy, first thing he tells them is that he is the youth program director at the range and his students are usually 5 to 8 years old. There stood 10 male college students (and two females) full of piss and vinegar thinking they would at least be shooting optic equipped center fire rifles at 100 yards to start. While I didn't actually hear anyone groan, their faces said it all. And it was not good. Fast forward an hour and every one of those kids were hanging on every word that old guy said. He hooked them!! At the first break I DID hear one of the kids say "If anyone would have told me it was this hard to shoot a bullseye consistently at TWENTY FIVE FEET I would have laughed at them. Not any more!" and about 10 others nodded their heads in agreement. The twelfth guy? He was still laying on the shooting mat with a make believe rifle (the instructor made them rack the rifles at the break) trying to zero in his natural point of aim! Three hours after that; every one of those kids made their first ever "in the black" hits at 300 yards unsupported with my iron sighted M1A shooting surplus ammo. I only gave them 3-rounds each, everyone got one in the black, some got two, one GIRL got all three. To the person those kids walked away at the end of the day with a well deserved huge sense of accomplishment. Next time, they start learning why they missed (reading the wind, mirage, and ballistics).