They were out of regular silhouette targets at the range today, so I opted for a couple of those "photo-realistic bad guy" ones. The first target was interesting: A couple of keffiyah-and-kalashnikov tangos from Central Casting, leveling their rifles directly at you. With the face swathed in the shadows of the head wrap and the muddy browns of the camo jacket, there was a decided lack of "bullseyes", kinda like real life.
The other was a chubby mustachioed dude holding a cute little blond kid hostage in front of him. They looked a little familiar; enough so that when I put my first mag between Mister Hostage Taker's running lights, I blurted out "I just saved Macaulay Culkin from Ron Jeremy!", loud enough to make the guy two lanes over start laughing.