Goldy nods approvingly.

"Yes. A yard is about the same as a meter. And yes. That's about right."

"Now... that rifle has a maximum range of about four hundred yards. At one hundred we aren't going to experience much fade—one dot's worth at most." She pulls up a few blades of grass and drops them, watching where the light breeze wafts them. "Negligible wind effect," she reports, "so no side-to-side compensation needed."

"When you're sighted: inhale, exhale slowly, and squeeze the trigger at the bottom of the breath."