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Originally Posted by unsunghero
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I had my first BB gun when I was like 6 years old. I still remember old videos of dad taking me out to the desert to "hunt rabbits" and me with the stock tucked under my arm missing by a mile, I'm talking shooting 45 degrees the wrong direction of a brave big rabbit sitting no farther than 25 feet from me as my dad laughed his ass off from behind the camera at how widely I was missing
But he GRILLED gun safety into me. I remember once when I passed the barrel of the BB gun over him he yelled "BOOM!" and then "you just killed your father", and then a lesson about never passing the barrel over a living target you don't intent to shoot. I remember he did it to my friend too when he was over, and later my friend was like "man your dad scared me. He sounded serious about me accidentally 'killing him' back there"
I think I was handling real firearms around the age of 10ish, but they wouldn't give me anything with recoil I couldn't handle, so it was usually like just .22's
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Nice story.
My dad didn't really care much about guns, but I had a red ryder and shot it probably 4 hours a day for like 8 years straight. My back yard was declared a superfund site for all the lead. I shot at cans though I like my local birds and red ryders don't pack the punch needed to actually kill em.
I had to put a gopher my cats were messing with out of its misery with a multi pump pellet pistol once though.