They said it couldn't be done. They called me insane. Some said, "Why?" I said, "Why not?" That's the kind of pioneering, push the outside of the envelope attitude that drives the shooting sports to new levels. Levels undreamed of by those that came before us. I set out to prove once and for all that a .38 Special snub nose could hit a standard NRA high power rifle target at 500 yards, 5 out of 5 rounds fired. To ad to the experiment, I agreed to fire weak hand with 148 grain hollow base wad cutters but to ad even more difficulty, loaded upside down. It was just after dawn and a cool breeze was blowing straight at me as I closed the cylinder and prepared to fire. My assistant and long time shooting colleague, Delmer "Stumpy" Gwinks was on the spotting scope. I elevated the sight slowly until the target was no longer visible and broke the first shot. Time slowed down, I could hear my heart beating as I waited for what seemed like an eternity. Then it came, Stumpy's course gruff whiskey voice, "Hit!" I asked, "Are you sure Stumpy? Did you say hit?" Then he replied, "No, I said schidt! I forgot to remove the lens cap and fell asleep. I didn't have my ears on either you IJIT, now I'm deef!" After we rolled around on the concrete pad beating the hell out of each other, I managed to get a choke hold on Stumpy until he passed out. By then I was disgusted, spent, and had two loose teeth. I peered through the spotting scope with a swollen eye and saw the target below. CRAP! Okay, but I still intend to prove it can be done. Someday.