I’ve been thinking about the past a lot recently. I found this image online when searching for some unrelated flintlock pictures, and it jarred my memory, taking me down a road I’d not traveled in some time. For those that don’t know, that photo is from Season 1 of Top Shot, and right after it was taken I missed a 125 yard shot with that flintlock. I’d like to go back in time to April 2010 when that was filmed and tell younger me to aim a little higher.
And then I realize that I don’t want to do that at all. Yeah, I missed that shot, and we lost the challenge, and I ended up getting eliminated. I went home to Indiana, and I could have kept going with my boring life, in the suburbs, selling insurance. But I didn’t. I think that miss had something to do with it. I don’t particularly enjoy failing at stuff (who does) and knowing that I’d missed a difficult but makeable shot lit a fire inside me that hadn’t burned in a long time. So when the show came out months later, I had a shot at the brass ring. I went for it.
I’d started this blog in 2006 under a different name and URL. Top Shot gave me a chance to take it big time, and now four years later, it’s one of the most respected websites in the firearms industry, and I own part of another great company. I fly around the country shooting matches and teaching classes. I work with a great team, and I get to help make the best gun magazine ever.
And it’s all because of a missed shot.