Bad to...Surprisingly Badass?
So today started off kind of crappy. I heard from my grandmother and it's looking like my grandfather isn't doing so well. at all. I think they are thinking....days. It's hard. I know it's time, but I've always been the #1 grandchild (only by virtue of being the first grandchild. But still). *my heart hurts*
After a sobering morning, however, the day took a surprising turn when a friend invited me along to the shooting range with him (like he's been promising for about six months). It was my first time at a shooting range. My first time firing a gun. Ever. The first gun I tried was his. A revolver shooting 357 caliber bullets. It was heavy and difficult and recoiled pretty badly. I did about as well as you'd expect...
I finally broke down and rented a gun, a 9mm Smith and Wesson..and my target looked like:
Not freakin bad for a first time. Right?
After a sobering morning, however, the day took a surprising turn when a friend invited me along to the shooting range with him (like he's been promising for about six months). It was my first time at a shooting range. My first time firing a gun. Ever. The first gun I tried was his. A revolver shooting 357 caliber bullets. It was heavy and difficult and recoiled pretty badly. I did about as well as you'd expect...
I finally broke down and rented a gun, a 9mm Smith and Wesson..and my target looked like:
Not freakin bad for a first time. Right?