Perhaps its a personality flaw, but I can't look at my carry pistol and accept a total lack of artistry. When I owned a VP9, I was delivering great numbers. Yet daily dry fire became a time burden. Going to the range became repetitive and tired.I realized about a month in that I couldn't remember the last time I dry fired it-that's when the light bulb went on.
By switching to a gun I actually like to look at and handle, the outlook's different.I look forward to dry firing my Beretta-and in fact feel weird if I don't. Training doesn't feel like work-its somewhat fun-and the performance aspect is only enhanced because of that. I don't mind spending hours shooting this Brigadier. Ditto well made 1911s and other 'pretty' guns.
I was counting the seconds with the VP9 every time I shot it .Numbers are great, but if you're hating life on the firing line what's the point? When the schedule gets busy and life's demands grow, being motivated can make the difference between sticking with a training plan and " haven't shot in six weeks ."