Result: steeper arcs, diminished accuracy. Air turbulence there increases drag, destabilizes the bullet.
A melting tip loses its aerodynamic form.
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“Time in flight, plus the friction induced by sustained speeds near Mach 3, hike tip temperatures to over 800 degrees. “We suspected changes in BC due to tip melt,” said team member Joe Thielen. The ELD-X line offers Heat Shield-tipped long-range game bullets, 90-grain. Those small bumps persisted across brands of polymer-tipped bullets. The graph we got for the drag component showed bumps.” It registers bullet location at intervals of less than 2 feet during flight. “We had access to military Doppler in 2011,” said Dave Emary, then Hornady’s senior ballistician. Hornady’s team had found something else in the data: unexpected changes in ballistic coefficient. These come in a blink, showing data on velocity, time elapsed, and distance traveled. The instrument reads hundreds of data points per shot. High-frequency microwaves reflected from a speeding bullet show what’s called a Doppler shift in frequency. Like laser range-finders, Doppler radar determines an object’s position from the bounce of a beam, or waves. Its sending unit was on top, over the receiver. Imagine a broad ice chest lid made of porcelain. Ready and silent beside me: a shiny Doppler unit. Too easy.” Hornady used a Doppler instrument, reading bullet speed and position in flight, to design the ELD-X. “The smiley-face steel is 1,000 yards off, plates to the left 1,200,” said Ryan Damman. Wayne downed this Scottish stag at 90 yards with one ELD-X bullet from a Sauer. Ghostly white dots emerged over the rye, rank upon rank. The fog lifted slowly that Nebraska morning, just west of Hornady’s sprawling Grand Island plant. It was my first dance with the ELD-X afield. 300 Winchester coughed into the blow, sending a 200-grain ELD-X bullet 90 yards. Horizontal rain pelted the Leica’s lens as the crosswire settled for a quartering shot to the off-shoulder. When at last the stag turned, my sling came instantly taut against the Sauer 404. Lizard-low, soaked to the skin, I waited. The beast was still there, its vitals still shielded by broom that would turn my bullet. Wading an icy stream, we wound through Scotland’s thick, wet ferns and bellied to the crest of a ridge, where I crawled ahead and squinted into the Atlantic storm. Sleek and accurate, with a tip that defies drag, The Hornady ELD-X is a long-range wonder.
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