I had an operation a while back and the following hunting season was a washout. I went to the woods as usual, carried my 12 just in case and only fired one shell... on the last day as I was about to leave just to see if I could. Only time I have pulled the trigger since was to scare a small buck back into the woods when I saw a "novice hunter" buddy of mine taking a bead on it from way too far away. I was afraid he might just hit it... couldn'a been more that 120 field dressed.

Hehehee... the lads were freaked out. With my trusty WIN 94 dirty-thirty carbine (lever action), I fired three shells (one about a foot over his head which sent him to ground, one about ten feet in front of him in the mud in the ditch, and one about three feet in front of him and about three feet in the air... all off which were "safe") in about two seconds. He ran back through his own asshole and made over 20 feet to the woods on the second jump.

It wasn't the rapidity of fire but the fact that I missed three times from about 90 yards. I said, "Guess it's time I have to admit that my eye needs a scope when it's getting dark. #@%$&#!" They bought it. I know I am still a crack shot... might need a little practice... maybe.