Seven years cavalry. I'd been in Command Troop a year or two before I discovered Command Troop had Charlie Gs (one per ACV). At annual firing, there was no battlegroup to command, so annual firing might be boring. If Big Lou the RSM didn't decide he needed to take grenade throwing events, LMG, etc. And one year, Charlie G.Five years INF and I only fired the CG once, and if I recall correctly that was sub-cal. Never clapped eyes on a TPTP round.
“Hello Sir - my, what a pretty purple cloak you’re wearing...
There were as I recall a dozen of us paired off and trained with drill rounds, then to firing. One PRAC round each. Easily identifiable as PRAC by the sky blue payload. After lunch, one service HEAT round each at a real dead tank. Except for some unknown reason we were one service round short. Draw straws. I lost. But I got my moment. I loaded Phil C's HEAT, we did the stuff, he sent it downrange. Big Lou had made it abundantly clear that, since we were all CVR(T) gunners, there was no excuse for missing with the service round.
Phil dropped his short. Then it ricocheted into the target.