When I was 15, I was at a turkey shoot in E.KY. Rifle comp. I wasn't old enough for the competition (16 and up), but got to shoot beforehand. My Uncle has an SVD "Tigr" bring back from Vietnam (He was a "Scout", USMC, and took it from a VC sniper he shot, along with the snipers dog tag, and three, 10 round magazines with 7N1 ammo). I made an impossible shot with it, that I chalk up purely to luck in front of around 500 people. He hung "Dragunov" on me and it stuck. He was so impressed with the shot that when he "no longer needs it", it is in his will to give it to me.
My name came from a club in corpus and the number on the ring on my right hand.
I don't remember that club..saltyag? It sounds like the name of an alternative style club...lol
Lol. A bath house.