There's truth to the phrase, "all it takes is practice". Saturday I had an appointment with the range owner to initiate Federal tax stamp paperwork for an SBR I'd bought. But before I left the house, the little voice of reason whispered in my ear, "Take ammo for the Agent". Ran 50 rounds through it, triple tapping my anatomical targets at 5-7yds. Of all the shooting I do, I don't think anything is more satisfying than raising the D frame, and rapidly putting two to the center of COM and one in the snot slot. It's even more fun when the other lanes are packed with polymer, and you know they've noticed that Mr. Happy Face has a third hole in his nose.