Björn smiled a little. " Sure doc." Walking over to the shooting range he took an Colt 1911 loaded it and started to put up a target to shoot at, as the target was flying on a line towards the wall he smiled even more. Taking aim he shoot three shoots, then another three shotos relaxed his arms and then again the last shoot pressing the buttom to get the target back he saw that he had only hit two in the middle two at the outher black rings and then five in the white paper " Tsh poorly" He then took a throwing knife and pressed the buttom again to get the target back. Thorwing the knife he felt that it was light and was totally supprised to see that the knife had already hit the target in the chest area " THere thats much better " He then looked at the Scientist with a small smile