The state runs this range and it is self supervised, no range master. For some reason everyone thinks it doesn't matter where their shell casings are going. After having one land on my shooting table I threw it onto his and said "I thought you might like that back!" Before that they were hitting me so I brought it to his attention and he says "Oh." The range has 75% young punks and genuine inconsiderate idiots that go there. The bitch is I have no other option, so it's go there or quit shooting.