I was shooting at a local shooting range on W. Island last week where I witnessed quit a sight. This gal dressed in camo pants, combat boots (spit shined from the looks of it), white halter-top, and a Levi jacket walked in but carrying no weapons. Hummmm, I'm wondering where her boy friend or husband could be when she takes off her jacket reveling two Kemper 45’s with cherry grips. She waits for the firing to cease and and the safe to hang signal before hanging her target with the rest. At the all clear she pulls both pistols and begins to fire, eating the center out of the target with no errant rounds being displayed on the paper. Needless to say all in attendance were mesmerized with her shootings as well as with her personal attributes. My kind of woman.