Indeed! As an aside, last year about this time we were having night range at work. I was helping to put targets up before we started, when I tripped (completely through my own clumsiness) and fell about five feet onto concrete, landing on my left side and breaking a rib. I finished range, largely because I didn't want to go back in November. I've been taking crap about that ever since. I told the Captain it sucks because other Troopers get hurt in gunfights, car crashes, etc. I trip and fall off the berm at range. Never was and never will be one of the "Cool Kids"!