It was a beautiful day in California and the weather was just right. You could feel the wind gently tickling your face. I felt like I was spending a day at the beach. The grass was alive, moving back and fourth. It had a dark green coat to it, tasting like it had been getting plenty of rain. I had a small piece of grass dangling from my mouth - as if I was John …showed first 75 words of 839 total…

…showed last 75 words of 839 total…I aimed center mass at one of the spotters and took deep slow breaths to slow my heart rate down. The rifle fire surprised me like it was supposed to and I went undetected. I broke my position down and left my shooting position, knowing I passed one of the many tests that I would soon face in the future. It was ok because I loved it. I had lived for this kind of adventure.