It was late on Sunday afternoon, and it had been a full weekend of training. While John pulled students off the line in onesie-twosies for a little pop quiz, the rest of us were run through some relaxed drills and competitions.
Among the shooting was a string of drills consisting of a single shot followed by five dry-fire presses at seven yards. I was getting tired, and so I was pulling to the right and dropped a few... (The high center mass shot was aimed high center mass. The other eight or nine were aimed in on the upper A zone. We're not far enough back to blame the M&P9.)