After confirming that most of the rest of my team was shooting tonight, I get to the club, only to find no one else there. Come to find out no one else it coming. Oh well. I decided since I was a couple weeks ahead anyways to get on another squad and finally try my reloads. All 25 went “BANG,” so that was a good thing, and my gun didn’t blow up, which was a better thing. I shot a 20, and as much as I would like to, I can’t blame any of the misses on my shells.