Yesterday marks my 1st anniversary of leaving the church. And what a weird day it was. No, i didn't go clubbing, no, i didn't celebrate. Come on...what's there to? I spent the day in camp, at the rifle range.

This can almost be the worst form i've ever hit at the rifle range. It's the first time i've had to reshoot my zeroing. It's the first time that i've hit zero firgure 12s. But it's also the first time when i hit my top form just when i needed it the most. Well....strange occurances aplenty. For my zeroing reshoot, i had an incredible IA. It was a triple IA, half feeding, double feeding and no feeding. No doubt, it was the faulty magazine at the bottom of it, but it really just broke my momentum. My first shot hit straight on the spot, then the next three all went haywire after that stupid gun jam. Fine. So i also ended up hitting fewer targets in the day shoot too. My gun jammed again after my first shot hit. I recovered just in time to snap at the figure 11 but not the 12 next to it. Worst still, i placed my 2 extra shots in the wrong configuration, confusing myself. The day wasn't looking good.

Scores came out, and our detail averaged 10. Not bad, but not good. Night shoot would be tough, and the possibility of failing came closer. Mao mao had to play this up and Potato started feeling the pressure. Of course, i had to shut Mao up. I didn't want to come back for a re-shoot, neither did my team. In the wait for the night shoot however, something weird happened. Patoon 6 claimed that Eugene was possessed by some spirit. OBH can to the rescue, and Eugene appeared fine, but shaken after that. Of course i had my doubts, but having been in a spiritual atmosphere before, i figured it could be true. Well, i thought, better to leave that for later.

So night fall came, and night shooting began. As usual, the results weren't good from the first few details. It looked way easier to miss than to hit. The guy i assisted, Hock Leong, missed plenty. I told him to shoot lower, and he hit a few, but he was pretty off form. So after his turn, came mine. Funny thing i did, i said a prayer. It felt good, and God did grant me my prayers. I needed to shoot well, no gun stoppages and i needed perfect mags. I needed top form to hit now. And i got it. First mag of 5 rounds was without a hitch. But, i hit only 1 out of 5 targets. What was wrong? My assistant then told me to aim higher. I was shooting too low. So i did. Brilliant results. 10 out of 10 shots hit. I did a perfect combat load, and had no IAs. I was shooting my best, and did away with those fundamentals SAF teach. I had my own style, and slowly grew into it. My confidence grew, and finally, with my last 2 bullets i attempted a very difficult shot. I was in lane 5. I cross-fired to lane 1 for a figure 11. I attempted it in the day shoot, and PC told me it was a very tough shot. Needless to say, in the day, i missed. But at night, i hit it just in the nick of time. After hitting it, i spun back to engage my own target again, and hit it. Somehow, i just knew when i ran out of bullets, and stuff like that. It was fun. Oh, and yes, we did pass. Tkank you God. And no Lord, i haven't forgotten You.