The difference between a good shot and bad shot can be an inch to the left.
To aim and hit, you need one eye only, and one good finger.
Obviously a strength of mine is shooting.
Darts is bad.
Archers are pretty focused.
I'm a super good shot.
I've always had a way with a gun. As a kid, I loved to fire them at the shooting range in amusement parks. I'd always return home with a handful of prizes.
I believe more in precision, when you have the capability, like when you see a mosquito fly and you're able to hit it, you're able to hit it with a couple of short sharp shots... it's a beautiful thing.
For some strange reason I can put five bullets into that red thing in the middle of the target.
The thing about darts is that you've got to shout. It's not like cricket where you can talk to Michael Atherton and ask him to analyse the bloody nuances. Darts does not have nuances. You've got to hurl yourself at it.
Archery is something that I took up later and didn't know I had a natural aptitude for.
One thing a shooter loves is to make his first shot. He makes his first shot from three; that builds confidence.
I'm proud of the fact that I can just focus on the bullseye and go. Thank God, I don't have to worry about distractions or veering off course because my focus is very defined. I'm proud of that.
Phoebe tapped the toe of her sneaker against the dock. “There’s only one good use for a man like Heath Champion.” “Here we go again,” Molly muttered. Phoebe’s lip curled. “Target practice.
Once you are first in the East, one of the top teams in the league, you have a target on your back every night.
When I throw a dart, even when I'm looking I know if I've missed or hit as soon as I release the dart.
Every time I play darts I try to keep my poker face on and stay focused until that last dart has gone in.
You don't hit an 11-darter unless you're feeling good.
I'm good at looking good with weapons and stunts. But if you put a bull's eye in front of me and asked me to hit it, I'd say the chances of me hitting it are about one in a million!
When I look down the range at the target all I can do is try to distinguish between the different colors.
I used to be the chief guest in all the prize distribution ceremonies of shooting competitions. I tried my hand on a lot of guns, and my aim improved. I started hitting tiny targets, like a mineral bottle cap.
So I fancied a game of darts with my mate. He said, 'Nearest the bull goes first.' He went 'Baah' and I went 'Moo'. He said 'You're closest.'
I'm a shooter and shooters shoot.
I smirk as Peter misses again. I can't help myself. "Hey, Peter," I say, " Remember what a target is?
In high school for a couple years we did archery.
