

The Supreme Commander and I went on a picnic in Cedar Canyon. While there we just watched with binoculars a large volcanic rock pile for rockchucks to come out. When the Supreme Commander was quiet enough, some started coming out to sun themselves on the warm afternoon. She got all excited and wanted me to shoot one. I picked a fairly large old boy and had to make a brain shot to stop him from going back down his cave. He had to be stopped instantly or he would get back down in the rocks. I was only shooting a .22 magnum at a distance of about 104 yards. I got lucky and nailed him on the first shot. He just slumped over and didn't move an inch. I have lots of respect for the Savage M93 .22 magnum. It is accurate and hits plenty hard within 150 yards or so on smaller varmints.