Wow, those crows are tough old birds. It has been a dreary drizzling morning here in Oklahoma City, but perfect for crows to visit my backyard song bird feeding stations. I wasn't hunting this morning, but just drinking my coffee and perusing the stock market when I heard a crow cawing nearby. I looked out the window and saw him in my neighbor's tree. It was too late to set up my sniping station so I just watched him land, in my back yard and start feeding on some sogging pizza crust I had tossed out there for the birds. He grabbed a cracker sized piece and flew off across the street. Well I decided to set up my sniping station with my .22 Daystate Air Wolf and broke out a tin of 25 grain Diabolos. Well sure enough, as I was sitting in my seat he returned and landed in my yard. (I had already ensured I was dead on with my POI by taking out a sparrow that was feeding on the ground.) I nonchalantly zeroed in on center mass, as he was quartered away from me, thinking these heavy Diabolos would take him right out. Wrong. I hit him in the back with a heavy thud (on hi-power) and he jumped up and was able to fly to the neighbor's tall shrub, just on the other side of the fence. I saw him through the thick leaves and branches and he eventually dropped to the ground among the branches. I'm sure her German Short Hair (Sammy) is going to find the carcass when she lets him out to pee. 
Anyway, I tossed a bright white flour tortilla back out in the yard and sat down to drink my coffee and continued to peruse the stock market. If figured I would hear the next crow and have time to get to my seat without spooking him. Again wrong. The next one flew in silently and I only happened to see him out there when I went to the kitchen to recharge my mug with another cup o' Joe. I slowly slid into my seat as the big bird walked over to the tortilla and let out a couple of caws. By then I had his head in my crosshairs and squeezed of the shot. Of course, he dropped like a rock. Gotta be precise in shot placement on these tough old birds.
Anyway, I tossed a bright white flour tortilla back out in the yard and sat down to drink my coffee and continued to peruse the stock market. If figured I would hear the next crow and have time to get to my seat without spooking him. Again wrong. The next one flew in silently and I only happened to see him out there when I went to the kitchen to recharge my mug with another cup o' Joe. I slowly slid into my seat as the big bird walked over to the tortilla and let out a couple of caws. By then I had his head in my crosshairs and squeezed of the shot. Of course, he dropped like a rock. Gotta be precise in shot placement on these tough old birds.
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how did you have to adjust? I'm curious on the differences...I have a few different lead frees, they all seemed to be fairly within my regular hold areas; depending on distance....up close they were laserssss even in my p17 at 30 yards(was using the... .177 crosman gold flights)***miiiight be my favorite pellet....ever...but only for now I assume
