Sarah was in a zone. It was probably dangerous that she was so focused on the repetition, that she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings as closely as she normally did, but... she didn't care. Maybe she was mellowing out in this place, John would have been proud.

Another four shots and her gun was empty. She pulled the muffs off ehr ears and proceeded to reload the clip from the box as she hit the button to pull the bullet-ridden target forward. They were all center-mass, but drifted to the right.

Maybe her sights were off.