Fun fun fun Who: Ryan and OPEN Where: junkyard outside Scarlet Oak When: Dusk
Target practice. That was something Ryan loved to do, but had absolutely no need to. He was good enough with guns, and really shooting the shit out of cars at the junkyard was hardly a way to improve shooting aim, which was the main purpose of target practice. Still. This was Ryan Byrne, a man who liked to shoot at random shit more than anything. People had their hobbies, this was his. And it was very damn lucky that there was a junkyard where he could do this. Otherwise he might start shooting in his own backyard, which would be much more dangerous.
Between shooting at stuff, catching fire to other stuff, and the radio on his own car blasting some good fucking music, Ryan was having the time of his life. Especially because it was double-pistol time and he loved to do that. The only thing he still had to perfect was perfect aim on both guns at the same time. Which he was trying to do now.