I know this post is a little late...but it is sooo worth it. We had a small get together to try and feel out a little bit of the tatctics and just to see if we really wanted to face that P90. Talk about a charmer....the only thing more menacing that the noise that came from that man eater...was the slicing noise of the ammo tearing through the air like a frozen rope twards the tender flesh lightly covered by your pair of jeans or light jacket. What I quickly realized was that the first plastic bullet didn't hurt, but the dozens that followed into the same location after the inital were the true cause of my "more than typical" torment. All in all the only way to combat this David vs. Goliath scenario is either snow suits in July or pin point accuracy. I will keep you informed on which one works for me.
Till then here is a quick photo of just what we were up against