Last night my dad and I went shooting. It was the first time I had ever shot a gun in my life. I had so much fun. We had a contest of who shot better and obviously my dad won. He is really good and a great teacher. He would put the gun on the counter and say things like, "OK, I want you to pretend like you are in a life or death situation and pick up the gun and shoot two fast shots." So I did it and neither one of them made it on the target. Oh well. I had fun spending time with just the two of us.
9 years ago
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shooting a gun is an odd feeling. a helpless powerful feeling. a scary feeling.
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