offroader1006
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I was out with a buddy who I regularly take to the range with me. He brought another friend and the friends spouse. We had been shooting rifles for a while, and getting the wife comfortable with shooting and controlling recoil.
We went down to the pistol range to shoot some steel plates. The guys wife had been shooting his Walther .22, and he wanted her to try his .380. She loaded a magazine, and fired a round or two. She was jolted by the violent muzzle flip and turned to talk to her husband. We were all standing behind the line talking, when I saw her turn from the firing line.
As soon as I looked down I freaked out. I'm sure my eyes were saucer-sized, and I could feel my heart skip a beat. She was pointing the loaded .380 around at everyone, with her finger ON the trigger. I was quick to shout a loud "WHOA" and motion the gun away, and she quickly realized what she had done.
I dont think I have ever been so terrified, so briefly, before. This is the first time I have actually looked down the barrel of a loaded gun. It was partially my fault, as both of the guys I brought have shot with me before, I didnt give the normal safety speech before we started.
The realization of what could have happened still haunts me. Next trip will be different.
Short story shorter: DON'T SKIMP ON THE SAFETY TALK.
We went down to the pistol range to shoot some steel plates. The guys wife had been shooting his Walther .22, and he wanted her to try his .380. She loaded a magazine, and fired a round or two. She was jolted by the violent muzzle flip and turned to talk to her husband. We were all standing behind the line talking, when I saw her turn from the firing line.
As soon as I looked down I freaked out. I'm sure my eyes were saucer-sized, and I could feel my heart skip a beat. She was pointing the loaded .380 around at everyone, with her finger ON the trigger. I was quick to shout a loud "WHOA" and motion the gun away, and she quickly realized what she had done.
I dont think I have ever been so terrified, so briefly, before. This is the first time I have actually looked down the barrel of a loaded gun. It was partially my fault, as both of the guys I brought have shot with me before, I didnt give the normal safety speech before we started.
The realization of what could have happened still haunts me. Next trip will be different.
Short story shorter: DON'T SKIMP ON THE SAFETY TALK.