So I’m at my desk writing my ammo column for Shooting Illustrated magazine when the phone rings. It was deer killing Sammy Reese, the Editor at FMG publications. We just got the hellos out of the way when I looked out the window and saw this big, red fox at my back porch.
I threw the phone down, grabbed the S&W M&P 15-22 out of my closet (loaded with CCI Stingers) and headed for the door. Last year while I was at the SHOT Show we had a rabid fox at my house that was put down by a trooper friend. That’s another and even better story.
Time I get outside the fox is 90 yards away loping down the road so I open up with the M&P which has a Zeiss Compact Point (red dot) for a sight. I can tell I connect but have no idea where the hit was and the fox disappears behind some trees. I take off running and catch him limping through the field and throw another 6 shots his way – All misses.
Finally, just before he slips into the woods I connect again. It looked like a hit in the ass. Then I hear the gunwriter assistant yelling. He had run up behind me (In his bare feet). He had smartly grabbed a box of ammo. (Is he trained right or what?) Problem was, he grabbed .22 Mag ammo.
My dog had also arrived by this time and we hit the woods. She pushed the fox out of a pile of rocks and as it zigged and zagged through the woods I missed with my last shot.
This experience was undoubtedly the worst display of shooting I have ever done or witnessed. I know I hit the fox at least twice and I know CCI Stingers are enough for a fox if you hit ’em right – I’ve done extensive gelatin testing with this load. It was just plain bad shooting.