Last week, I was at a writer’s conference and it was shooting day. I was on the range with a good friend and outdoor writer who’s also a really good shooter, we’ll call him Glen. He was shooting a 1911 compact with a Crimson Trace laser and having a bit of trouble. I was standing off the line and watching the bright green laser point on his target ten feet away. The laser beam would rattle around in the center of the target for a second or two and then plunge a few inches down and left as the gun went off.