My wife was kind enough to let me slip away Saturday morning for a USPSA match in Sparta. It was especially generous of her because we were hosting my son's high school graduation party at 3 PM. I had to make sure I could get back in time to help with the finish touches before everyone arrived for the party. It worked out just fine.
The match went okay. Nothing great. A couple of mikes for the whole match. But that's too many by two. Both of them were easily avoidable. This is stage #6, one of the least complicated stages of the day. I'm not sure what I'm doing with my left arm during the strong-hand half of the stage after the reload. Whatever.
This is the classifier stage. I began with a squirrelly grip, so I didn't smoke it. I'm just happy I didn't hit a no shoot. I'm still hovering at 74.9% in Production, just a tenth of a percentage under the threshold of making A class.