There's something quite satisfying about turning up on a range with a beaten up old dog - the rifle I mean and not my old VW Polo - and putting up a good show and score. I took an old clapped out almost ready for scrap No4T borrowed from the local TA/Reserves just before they were finally withdrawn for L42's. It was cold and wet and I was huddled under a big winter warfare parka at 1000 yards with hood pulled over my head and telescope and shooting against some really top stuff. Got 4th place at that range. Good feeling. People were stood around watching but I couldn't see then as I was all covered up and warm.