‘Alright, alright, cease fire.’ The final shot echoes across the range. ‘Jesus Christ.’
The student pulls off the blindfold. ‘How’d I do?’
The instructor winces at the spread of impact craters across the bank. Not a single mark on the target.
‘Son, that is the worst shooting I have ever seen.’
‘I was blindfolded. I couldn’t see anything.’
‘You can see the damn future.’
The student shrugs. ‘You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.’
‘You miss one hundred percent of the shots you do take. That’s the fucken problem.’
Paddy Dobson
7th February 2022