Tonight it was clear, calm, and cool summer night. The Qb58 and I had a talk. "Look, I like you, why don't you like me?I bought you your favorite pellets, plus more to choose from.I have held you gentle and loving... I even bought you a nice new scope just for you. Why don't you just cooperate and make use both happy? I don't want to send you back... But if you continue to defy me so... You see that tree or that lake? So help me GOD I will surely put you to a demise."So I got out the last of it's favorite pellets and took a deep breath. Concentrated very hard and placed it in the same position each time, as little pressure as possible on the hold....Well some thing worked.A little zeroing and this is 5 shots at 20 yards.Seems it listened to live another day!!!*Edit* at the end of the night I am hitting spinners at 30 yards 9 out of 10... The last shot was a knock-down "Hail Mary" off hand standing with artillery hold at another 30 yards. NAILED IT! I think it likes listening to Bon Scot
So glad to hear this. I was worried that you thought she was a dud.