Throughout my life of shooting I’ve worn quite a few hats, which have thus far culminated with competition shooting. Bearing the blaze-orange of the hunter, I grew up learning the fundamentals, but later traded the hunter’s cap for the Tan Beret of an Army Ranger. It was here a new way of shooting melded with my old knowledge, as I adopted the more intense tactics of the battlefield. After a number of deployments my path again changed, and I took on the role of a teacher, during which I fell in love with the pistol. Leaving the Army I sought to increase my skill, and believed firmly that Iron sharpened Iron, which lead me to the crucibles of USPSA and 3-Gun. The excitement of competing against better shooters lit a fire within me, to train harder, for my sake, and for those I race against.