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Indoor range, typical shooting stalls. Buttwipe was on my right, two doors down. I felt atypical movement out of my right peripheral vision. This guy was positioned all the way back to the rear benches, totally out of the stall, doing rapid fire glock drills. I momentarily wanted to dive for my life, but instead.....I chilled and stopped shooting until he re-established correct range position, which thankfully was quickly. I talked to the rangemaster after the fact and he was pissed. Dude was already gone at that point but they had his I.D. He is no longer a welcomed customer.
U.F.O.
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