Angelo looked up and smiled at the thought, a pigeon that swung with the wind. It was almost to easy, Angelo quickly started to look at it then he got ready, when he felt the pigeon was settled in a single direction Angelo then took 3 shots. The first two were aimed at the skinny metal stick holding the bird to its position but the amazing thing was that Angelo had hit the screw that kept it together twice making it completely fall out and the third shot was in case she wanted to confirm it wasn't just old or some other excuse that Angelo got a perfect shot hitting its head dead center. Angelo then proceeded to grab some paint and color the end of one of his guns red and he gently pressed the tip to his chest an inch away from his heart then when he removed the gun it showed a small bulls eye aimed near his heart and Angelo gently tapped it "this is your target, in 20 minutes"