Okay, it's time to fess up on YOUR ND or AD

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Saving grace in this story is muzzle dscipline. I was firing different guns on the range when the P-38 jammed with the slide disengaged about 1/2 inch. Could barely see the brass, and could not tell if it was a round being fed aor ejected. Tried to eject it but the slide would not move, open or close. Left it along until I returned home and cleaned the other pistols and put them in the safe. Safe is located in my Basement. I tried to tap the slide fore and back ...nothing moved, I was stadning side ways to my safe with the gun pointed in that direction, I unsrewed the hand guards/grips to expose the frame and then pushed the screwdriver up into the mag well to see if I could pry it loose somehow.and "BANG. The slide shot foreward and fired a round into the edge of my safe. Put a 1/2 in depression beside te door of the safe. no penetration ,just a deep dent. Two good things barrel pointed away from harm and the roung was a hollow point which totally vaporized. (special Note: don't shoot hollow points in P-38s, pretty picky gun likes parabellum.
 
Never had one in over 30 years of shooting, but that just makes me all the more careful because I know I could be next.
 
it wasnt really nd but we were shooting a friends moms 9mm i think it was S&W but we couldnt get it to shoot i was probably the better with gun and i was looking at it turned the safety off and pointed and tried to shoot it but it didnt go so i kept pulling the trigger and nothing on the last time i didnt think anything had xchanged but it went off and i was lucky to be poiting it down range
 
I've had two, both when I was much younger. The first time I was 11 or 12 and was plinking with my father and brother out in the desert. I thought the gun was empty (the follower on that tube fed .22 was brass, so it was hard to tell) and I pulled the trigger to "check." Barrel was pointed in a safe direction, but the round impacted fairly close to me and it was obvious I was expecting a click instead of a bang. Got my ass chewed for that one.

Second time was a couple years after the first incident, plinking on the family farm, again with my father and brother. I was using my grandfather's lever action .22, and as I was letting down the hammer it slipped out from under my thumb and hit the firing pin, setting off the cartridge. Again, it was pointed in safe direction, nothing destroyed or injured. Didn't get my ass chewed as much that time. Think my father thought it was more of an honest mistake than the first one. Haven't had another one since.
 
ND or AD, waht ever it could be classified as, when I bought me second rifle (the SKS) I didn't know much about it. My first gun is a Marlin .22lr. It came new, I gave it a quick clean and it worked fine.

I figured it was the same for my SKS. Except it came used. It looked clean enough. A quick clean of the barrel, inspection of the various features, loaded a clip into it, pulled back the bolt, and let go.

KA-BLAMO!

It was pointed in a safe direction, but I wan't holding it right. I didn't figure it would go off like that.
Since I wan't really holding it right, the rifle jumped out of my hand and fired a hole into a cinder-block port-a-potty.
It gave me quite a fright.

Needless to say, a quick wipe-down wasn't enough. So I cleaned all the parts and removed most of the cosmoline. But not enough.

A second screw-up, I didn't get all the cosmoline out of the bolt and firing pin, so it went full auto. It took 67 rounds before I came to my senses that I should stop before I hit someone (I couldn't control it too well).

Now I cleaned the entire bolt assembly, so that the pin moves freely. It shouldn't have the slam-fire / full auto problem again. I haven't had a chance to try shooting it again yet.
 
I didn't directly do it, but...

Shooting my CZ x39 carbine at the range, I handed it over to a good friend of mine. I pointed out it has a set trigger with a 1# pull. Pointed at the sky (thankfully) he accidentally touched it off about 3' from my head.

To this day I don't know how/why the set trigger got activated. I don't remember doing it, but at least the other 3 rules came into play that day.
 
Airsoft "1911" into my thigh. First and only... that sucker hurt enough to make sure I never let it happen again--mind you, this was with the safety ON! (Shoulda remembered the rule about "the safety is between the ears, or the finger, never a mechanical part...")
 
You know, in some university somewhere, there's a guy who is doubtless going through this stuff and counting... I can read that letter to the editor now...

"In one internet forum, members gleefully acknowledged their safety lapses, recounting tales of hundreds of rounds accidentally fired, all capable of maiming or killing children or baby seals."
 
My first (and last) ND was when I was 8 years old. After unloading and wiping down my Red Ryder, I was "practicing" shooting down imaginary pheasants. I swept the bb gun across the bedroom, and fired several times. On the 5th or 6th try, a bb came out and put a spidery crack in the exact center of a mirror hanging on my closet door.

Because the crack was so perfectly dead-center, my father was convinced I'd shot it on purpose. But he said whether it was intentional or not, I needed to learn my lesson. I spent the rest of the summer without my bb gun.
 
Alright, I will share the story of my almost disastrous ND!

I had just purchased a Glock 27. I asked the shop owner whether the magazines for my Glock 22 and 23 would work in the 27. The shop owner said they would, but some gun shop “expert” said they would not and explained to me why. I went out to my truck, pulled a 22 Magazine from the glove compartment, and cycled a few rounds through my new Glock 27. It worked perfectly. I dropped the 22 mag, returned it to my glove compartment, loaded a 27 mag and put it in my new pistol. Before I placed the new Glock 27 into the center consol, I pulled the trigger thinking I was simply going to decock the pistol!

BOOM!!! I was immediately in shock! The world seemed surreal. That may have been because I just fired a pistol in an enclosed vehicle at less than arms length, or it may have been because the bullet went through my knee. I was wearing shorts and saw blood bubbling from the two new holes in my knee. My first thought was, “Oh sh**”. My second thought was to call 911, however, I worked for the local ambulance service, so that was not going to happen. I thought for what seemed to be a lifetime about driving to the hospital 40 minutes away, but instead I just bit the bullet and walked into the local ER. Yes, I walked into the local ER! The bullet went into my right knee just above the knee cap, somehow traveled along side the kneecap without hitting anything, and exited right below my kneecap. I walked out of the hospital two hours later with some pain meds and antibiotics!

When talking about “close calls”, I was only millimeters from destroying my kneecap, or blowing off my leg above the knee. The bullet hole next to my cigarette lighter serves as a constant reminder of rules 1, 2, 3, and 4
 
Only ND I've had was one time on an indoor range when I was shooting a single shot position style.22lr with a very, very light trigger offhand. I had taken up the first stage, but got the shakes before I made the shot, so I took the rifle off my shoulder, and held it at waist level to settle down.

When I went to bring that rifle to my shoulder again, I brushed the trigger, and the rifle went crack. The rifle was pointed safely down range, so it was no harm done, but it did get my attention. You allways have to be aware of where your muzzle is, expecially when you've got no safety and a touchy trigger. If you're following the basic safety rules, nothing gets hurt from a ND or AD but your ego.
 
I'll add another. I didn't see it happened, but I sawthe hole it made.

In the late 70s I worked in a foundry. Dave had a 12 guage he wanted to show somebody. It was in his truck in the employee parking lot. It was empty, he opened it, inserted a deer slug. As he closed it ( I don't know the terms, I don't know anything about shotguns) he said "Watch out, it has a hair trigger". Needless to say it went off. It left a BIG hole through the door of his pickup.
 
No ND's or ADs; I am considered by my family to essentailly be the safety nazi. I wont even let people stand outside while I am shooting unless they are wearing ears and eyes. Rather OCD about exactly how the bolt cycles on my semi automatics too.

I did once forget about a misfired round left in the chamber but I always clear my bolt before putting my firearm in its case and lock the bolt in the open position. So i quickly discovered the unfired bullet and it was still in a safe direction so I removed the round and went about my day. Thats the closest to an ND I have had.
 
Been shooting for 25yrs and have not had one. Maybe a few years working as a Instructor/RSO at a Boy Scout rifle range with a retired USMC Gunny in charge and the last 19yrs in the military has helped.
 
Yep

In 1985, I was 20, living with a good friend who had a CZ 9mm pistol with a military type holster with the flap over the top. One day, I get home from work and the house has a bunch of friends in it and about that my room mate's sister comes walking out of my buddy's bedroom with the pistol. Without thinking I took the gun from her and standing behind a couch with the gun over the back, I reach in to the holster to pull out the weapon and drop the holster on the couch when bang. Didn't even clear the leather because that gun that we always agreed to keep unloaded, was not just loaded but cocked and locked and ready to shoot. Seems her husband was acting like an idiot, threatening to shoot himself in the bedroom and she took to gun away from him.

Well, I looked at my hand, lots of powder burns and instant sensation of numb, some blood, then I see where my thumb is creased right at the end. Upon further inspection I notice a little round black spot, about 9mm in diameter on the inside of my left middle finger just below the middle knuckle, and a matching spot on the back of the finger just above the knuckle. Time to go to the hospital.

Two surgeries later I still cannot bend my left middle finger in the middle. I have the bullet FMJ, it struck a piece of steel in the frame of the couch (hide-a-bed) and is a little distorted but intact. I carry a constant reminder of the incident every time I look at my left hand. If anyone else cares to see, here you go.

fingerco9.jpg
 
OK, Heres my AD/ND story...
Aug. 2000 I was in the Army National Guard on a training deployment in Idaho.
As the Squad Leader most of the men would [naturally] come to me with a problem.
One of my PFC's brought up the reciever to the M2 .50cal, when he was attempting to dissamble it prior to cleaning, he could not get the rear spade grip cover off the weapon. Well I knew that if the weapon was 'cocked' it would not release the tension off the cover...so I 'fired' the .50:what::cuss:
Needless to say there was a live round still chambered in the weapon:what: God was watching over the Infantry that day...It was 'only' a blank, I had the .50 pointed down onto the floor [we were inside] and the only damage was to the linolium floor and to my now humbled ego. I did have the PFC running laps around the barraks as a reminder to always 'clear' a weapon prior to dissasembly.:D We had a bitch of a time covering up the large burn mark on the floor as well as the brass slivers that were imbedded into the floor!
 
I have had three in my shooting life. One because of a defective gun safety (round chambered, took off the safety, BANG!), one due to defective ammo (high primer, closed the slide, BANG!), one because of my stupidity. All occurred with the muzzle in a safe direction so I was only embarassed.

Now, my stupid ND: I was working with my older son when he was 12, he was practicing with his .270 bolt action rifle at the range. I had some ammo that I hadn't sized optimally that was tight fitting in this gun and required a little force on the bolt to close. My son was reluctant to force it (he was the smartest one on the range that day), so I closed the bolt for him while the gun was pointed down range. Just as the bolt went home my finger slipped into the trigger guard because of the sudden movement and BANG! :banghead: I proceeded to tell my two sons how stupid it was of me to do that and we put away the rest of that box of ammo.

Ironically the night before I had told the hunter safety class that I was teaching (I am lead instructor of a hunter safety teaching group here) that I had two AD in my life and because the muzzle was in a safe direction when they happened, no one got hurt. At our next class I told them about my mishap and used it as a teaching opportunity to get across the point that no matter how experienced you are with firearms, you can still do stupid things and so: (1) always guard against your own stupidity, and (2) always keep the muzzle in a safe direction just in case you fail with item #1.
 
OOPS! Forgot about one! Definately a ND!

Had obtained a Marlin 60 in a trade deal. Took it out to try the thing. Gun was incredibly dirty, needed cleaned something terrible.

Anyhow, loaded up and fired a few shots and had a jam. The .22 cartridge was stuck partway into the chamber and refused to go further. I pulled the bolt back and let it slam against the round to seat it. No good so tried again, and BOOM!! Cartridge fired half in and half out of the chamber!

Shredded the .22 case, and lodged the bullet partway down the barrel!

Yet again, I was fortunate to have the muzzle pointed safely away from anything, although the bullet didn't leave the gun. I could feel scrap brass and powder bounce off my face and glasses!

Nothing but shear stupidity!
 
Well, I knew I shouldn't have read this @#$# thread!

Happened today:

I have just helped my son move and he asked me to bring his guns home with me to keep for a while.

He has a 30.06 that he bought last year and when we sighted it in the scope on occasion had a tendency to bite him if he wasn't careful, so he wanted me to take a look at it.

When I took it out of the case the bolt was open. I also noticed that there was a little rust on the bolt handle.

Well like a dummy, I didn't even look into the magazine well. I just hit the bolt release, slide the bolt out, sprayed it with G96 and hit it with 0000 steel wool, wiped it down, reinserted the bolted, and since I don't like the leave the pressure on the firing pin spring, I pulled the trigger.

Thank God I did remember at least one safety rule: KEEP THE MUZZLE POINTED IN A SAFE DIRECTION!

Now my wife has a hole in the kitchen floor!:banghead:
 
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The hole in the ceiling story

Funny you should ask!

When I was 13 or 14, my Dad was teaching me how to shoot a handgun. I was no stranger to guns, I just hadn't had more than an hour of trigger time with a handgun.

He noticed I was flinching and closing both of my eyes at the crucial instant the gun went BANG. He suggested I load some empties in it and get some dry fire practice keeping BOTH eyes open when the hammer falls. The next day, I cleaned the gun and did the dry fire practice. It worked. :D

Secure in my newfound ability to keep my eyes open, I wiped down the Dan Wesson D-14 357 mag (which I still have). I wiped it down, took the empties out and replaced them with some 70's vintage Remington Luballoys.
I brought the revolver to eye level and gave it one last look-see for fingerprints that may rust into the finish. I found one on the top of the cylinder and under the top strap.
If I were smart, which I've never been accused of, I would have unloaded the gun, wiped it down again, and reloaded. That's not what I did though.

I decided to point the pistol skyward, in my bedroom, and turned the cylinder the same way I turned it all afternoon by pulling the trigger to turn it (please examine the line in red above) to reach the offending fingerprint.:uhoh:

Failing to realize the gun was HOT, I was quite surprised to find that the "click" I was listening for was replaced by BANG, only with authority! :what:

The Venitian blinds were wide and metal in those days, and I saw the slats disturbed, and thought I sent a round out of the top of my window into the roof, but I couldn't find the hole.:confused: I finally found a small hole near where the to sill met the ceiling joist.

The bullet penetrated about an inch and a half. It got quite exciting with the pain in my ears, and the noise that I found out was my mother pounding on the door to see if I was shot. She was screaming at the top of her lungs and I couldn't hear her! My ears rang and ached for about 4 hours. My left ear, being about 10 inches from the discharge was deaf, to nearly deaf for a coulpe of days.

Thank God I wasn't pointing it out where it would travel.:eek:
 
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