Wham! Bam! Thank You, Ma'am
Over winter break, I did an incredibly thrilling thing, you guys. In theory, I don't agree with it, but it felt so badass that I even went again a second time and I still want to go more.
I went shooting.
Maybe some of you guys won't think this is an epic, monumental event in one's life, but I thought it was. Until this moment, I had never shot anything more dangerous than an Airsoft gun. I guess those things are painful short-range, but as far as I know, they don't normally have the capacity to kill anyone, so...not as crazy(or cool).
Please excuse the quality of this picture.
Two things that playing first-person shooter games with your brother and his friends all your life doesn't prepare you for:
We discovered that M was a pretty good upper body shot and I was a pretty good stomach shot, so together, we could probably take out a person, if the need ever arose. We might have become a little gun fever-y and started dreaming about being old-fashioned belles that learn to hunt from their daddies and get down and dirty without a hair out of place, a la Annie Oakley. All in all, definitely a fun little trip!
Disclaimer: I do not believe in using guns to kill people. Don't hurt me.
Maybe some of you guys won't think this is an epic, monumental event in one's life, but I thought it was. Until this moment, I had never shot anything more dangerous than an Airsoft gun. I guess those things are painful short-range, but as far as I know, they don't normally have the capacity to kill anyone, so...not as crazy
Please excuse the quality of this picture.
Two things that playing first-person shooter games with your brother and his friends all your life doesn't prepare you for:
- Recoil. I kept flinching every time it did this and then sort of ducking as the shells flew back over my head. And I was shooting a handgun.
- Unloaded magazines. Loading bullets into that damn thing was hard. Seriously, if for whatever reason I ever needed to be armed, I would probably end up dead because I couldn't get bullets into the cartridge fast enough. In her defense, my friend, M, was much better at this than I was.
We discovered that M was a pretty good upper body shot and I was a pretty good stomach shot, so together, we could probably take out a person, if the need ever arose. We might have become a little gun fever-y and started dreaming about being old-fashioned belles that learn to hunt from their daddies and get down and dirty without a hair out of place, a la Annie Oakley. All in all, definitely a fun little trip!
Disclaimer: I do not believe in using guns to kill people. Don't hurt me.
When I was in the 4th grade my dad bought me a bebe gun and a bunch of other stuff that came with the gun. He wanted to teach me self-protection (even though when I tried to shoot in the backyard, I couldn't even make a shot without making a bullet go into the neighbor's yard. Now my dad's going to take me to a real gunning range. Sort of scary.. But from the looks of how you reviewed it, it sounds like something that would release my anger.
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Not bad. You would have definitely killed that guy.
ReplyDeletethis is so badass and so crazy and so cool!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI think this looks fun. You look so tough.
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ReplyDeletei have a friend who does that every summer in wyoming....only she shoots outside....with an ex-navy seal...{beer cans and things....etc}....makes for cool facebook pictures, but freaks me out.
Oh wow, that's cool. I've never shot a gun before, I imagine it would make you feel badass. I'd probably pretend to be in a zombie flick and try to save everyone :)
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