It was a boring September night, and Sam asked if I'd like to shoot his gun. I would typically say no thanks but decided to give it a whirl. So after a little lesson, we set up some pop cans and shot at them. Who knew shooting could be so fun?
Here is Sam teaching me how its done:
And here is me shooting:
I know I look so tough :)I did ok after he showed me how much I was anticipating the gun going off. I guess this makes you shoot lower. I put a few rounds into the ground, but in the end it made for a pretty fun night. The next day, I couldn't figure out why my arm was sore. It felt like I had been lifting but only with my right arm? Turns out holding this gun steady and shooting makes this wimpy mama sore - go figure!
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