When I used to plink

This article from the shooter's apprentice caused me to remember when I routinely stopped along the road and shot a bit.
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25 years or so ago I carried my series 70 commander. It was a graduation present from my brother when I finished blet in the academy and had always been my favorite. It's gone now, economic circumstances got in the way of gun ownership. I'd like another one but colts are outrageously expensive today.
Anyway, I would frequently stop a little nw of Phoenix and plink. It's probably not a quiet back road now. I figured out sight pictures to 200 yards, with the base of the front sight even with the top of the rear one at 200, completely obscuring the soda can I was shooting at. I can't claim I hit it very often but I was always close.
As they say, practice makes perfect, even if it's just informal plinking. The old 1911s with fairly loose barrel bushings weren't ideal for accuracy but being intimately familiar with your firearm helps out a lot.

My wife still has hers she bought in 1976 because one of our instructors at the academy told us, "I carry a .45 because they don't make a .46." She had qualified with a 3" S&W 36 and hated it because at the end of each stage everyone had to wait for Dena to load one and fire. She still scored 96% in spite of that.