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How far will it fall will depend on the distance to the target and its muzzle velocity.” Holding my pistol up I explained, “This is a .44 Magnum—a Colt Python, what many shooters consider to be the best handgun ever made. It should be for what it cost me. It is not a ass fuck pistol for everyone because it’s very heavy and it kicks like a mule as you will soon see.” I loaded the cylinder then laughed. “My friend Chief McCormick is cheating here because I usually do this at fifty yards and I can see that the targets here are at least seventy-five, but that’s okay. I need to make a slight adjustment. At fifty yards the bullet from this gun will fall about an inch and a half. At seventy-five it will be almost double because it’s a matter of acceleration not steady speed.” I closed the cylinder and repeated, “Practice and concentration. Arms straight but relaxed. 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