Current mood:	manly
Entry tags:	las vegas guns

Shots in Las Vegas
My studio threw a big shindig in Las Vegas recently, and while there was the requisite drunkenness and gambling, I also got to fire WWII era automatic weaponry.  The Gun Store on Tropicana offers a package where you can rent a Thompson submachine gun, a german MP40 machine gun, and a Colt 1911A sidearm.  (They also had an M3 'grease gun,' but I did not know that until after I had left.)  The Colt was 'eh'-- if you're only going to give me five shots, give me a revolver.  The MP40 was a fine weapon, as easy to aim as a laser pointer, placing dainty, closely-spaced 9mm holes in the target wherever I pointed it.

The Thompson submachine gun is a monster.  It pushes you back, it tries to escape, and the ordinance only goes vaguely where you're pointing, and steadily upwards the longer you shoot.  However, since it leaves ragged, ugly, quarter-sized holes in things, you don't really need to hit what you're pointing at too many times.  Exciting!  But I can see that the depiction in gangster movies of people dodging Tommy gun fire isn't as inaccurate as the Tommy gun is.

Oh yeah... also got to drool on this.