OK, so I'm a closet snob. Though I have never shot a registered target and really get bored with trap, on occasion I find myself on the line among all those modern zip guns. And all I have is my 120 year old Parker DH with 32" damascus barrels shooting my favorite load of 7/8 oz of #8 at 16 yards. I have to restrain my grin as we walk off the field and I've beaten half or more of the line. For the life of me I cannot see the perceived advantages these new fangled zip guns have other than worry the shooter to death over that last one degree twist in the stock or rib height. To me it just takes the spontaneity out of the sport and makes robots of normally interesting people. There is one feller I see ever so often at our gun club who marches right up to the line with his bird gun and from a low gun position turns in a very respectable performance. Though he is half my age my hat is off to him. There I see real skill to admire.
