Jacob and I went shooting with some friends the day after Independence Day.
It had been a long time since I had shot any kid of a gun. We shot at bulls-eyes and clay pigeons. I think the moving target was the hardest.
I think I enjoyed throwing the clay pigeons more than I did shooting them.
Until I finally hit one, (notice the colored circles up top and the pieces in the air) I was SO excited. Its honestly like a high when you finally do.
My favorite weapon of choice was the handgun. Especially when I shot 9 out of 10 onto the bulls-eye. I had to end it there though. There's no sense in bringing a person down right?
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I have shot a gun only once in my live - when I was a freshman at BYU and my roommate and went target shooting on a date with some boys we'd met there. It mostly made my shoulder hurt - a lot!
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