When we first got there and thought we were in the clear of the firing range, but then Clarence heard a bullet fall at his feet. Another half mile down the road we went! The border patrol would come by and look at us every so often, but since everyone else there had real guns they must have figured that we weren't much of a security threat. Perhaps the camera and tripod helped a bit too. Don't tell the drug runners.
...and here we go. Enjoy Code Duello.