Have you ever been shot?

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Riding a motorcycle over 100 MPH comes pretty close.

I still remember the first time I really wound out my literbike soon after I got it. Over 104 indicated in first gear at the limiter and banged through the gears before finally letting off somewhere over 175 because I still wasn't ready to top it out...my mind screaming at me to, "slow down!" I remember getting off the bike and just sitting down and smoking a cigarette while staring at the thing while my adrenaline pumped. My own pretty little death machine...widowmaker indeed. :alien:

Good times.
 
Thankfully never been shot with anything bigger than a bb gun & hope to keep it that way! I've had the unpleasant experience of getting fragged by a revolver that didn't lock up properly and fired mis-timed with a ruger load 44 magnum. Pulled pieces of jacket/lead from my hand, lip, and cheek. My son got a piece of jacket in his back. Burning sensation with lots of bleeding.
 
Does a nail gun count?
3" framing nail through the back of my left hand and down my thumb.
E-room doc pulled it out with my pliers.
Saw a guy hold the door open for a woman once and a super jealous boyfriend was pissed about it. Followed him out to his truck mouthing off. Guy reached in bed of his truck and shot him in the arm with a nail gun. Dude turned white as a ghost and then when he saw blood he passed out. Everybody went about there business and left him there lol
 
I shot myself in the foot, with shoes on, with my Red Ryder as a kid to see what it felt like. Also shot my thigh and then my thumb with an even lower powered Crossman bb-handgun just to see what it felt like. None of them broke skin or even bruised. I have been hit with handgun ricochets several times, had a burn and maybe even a bruise from that. And I've been peppered with 8-shot on "controlled" dove hunts, not enough to sting but it was a good reminder to always wear good eye protection.

The most painful "shots" I've taken don't really count, but it was when I was playing paintball and some morons there had fully auto rifles and had their air pressure turned up all the way. It bruised me, and as luck would have it it was the first and only time my wife played. She got hit about 15 times and was bruised like someone took a baseball bat to her. This was supposed to be a friendly game for a buddy's 30th birthday, after my wife and I lit into them they packed up and went home and didn't stay for the party afterwards.
 
BB gun as a kid, wearing shooting glasses, fired and had it (BB) bounce right back and clack the lens.
Pellets only, ever since.

Been rained on a bazallion times by shot. Dove fields and archery range................yup, on skeet days our local club had em raining down on the farther archery bales (across pond). Low area, most of it went over. And heavily forested edge...........you'd hear em coming through the leaves and just look away.

When the leaves were gone though, they came through with a bit more zing.
Still could hear em clack farther trees and had been conditioned to look away when moving to/pulling arrows downrange..........back of an ear thwack deal.
 
Even though I was a non-combat Vietnam vet, I was shot at but never hit. I served in a hospital in VN and the incident happened while I was on guard duty at the hospital. Just blessed I think.
 
When I was 16 (50 years ago) I was in a abandoned rock quarry near my house shooting a single shot .22 at anything that seemed interesting. Saw a rat snake stick his head out out of a pile of rocks and lined up for the easy shot. I missed and the .22 short, yes short, ricocheted back at an angle hitting me behind the rifle stock above the right arm pit passing trough and fracturing my humerus below the joint with the bullet breaking into two pieces. Ouch. Felt like someone hit me with a baseball bat.
It was a long walk home and my father (retired military, WW II, Korea and VN vet) saw me coming up the drive way. While I tried to explain what happened he gave me a good going over and said I think you'll be OK and put me in the car for the long ride to the hospital. Doctors decided to leave the bullet in cleaned me up and stayed overnight. In the morning I got a sling and some pain meds. Healed up in about six weeks. I missed baseball season but was good for football that fall.
 
You can't just leave it there, tell us more!

Not much to tell. Spear guns have a heavy duty rubber tether attaching the spear to the gun. He was showing me how it worked and he attempted to shoot the spear into the ground, the spear hit the end of the tether and rebounded right into my ribs.

I've never been hit that hard in my life. It knocked me flat on my ass and I literally thought I was going to die.
 
A former coworker told me a good one. It was verified by his older brother later. Seem older brother didn't want to take coworker hunting with him when they were kids. Coworker got pi$$ed and put a full load of birdshot in older brothers back from about 30 yards away. With family like that who needs enemies??
 
Couple of stories: My bro-n-law's brother, when he was a kid, laid a .22 cartridge on a rock and smacked it with another rock. The explosion left a chunk of the casing in his neck, which remained in his neck until he died of old age about 70 years later. The piece of metal lodged near his carotid artery and was deemed too dangerous to remove. Scar tissue grew around it and he was ok the rest of his life. 2nd story: When he was a kid, a guy in my current neighborhood shot hole in the side of a refrigerator with a 12 ga, then placed a pound of gunpowder in the fridge where he could see it thru the hole. Then backed off 50 yards and shot it with a 30-06. The explosion sent the compressor flying back toward the assembled crowd and almost hit one guy the head. Good times!!
 
Couple of stories: My bro-n-law's brother, when he was a kid, laid a .22 cartridge on a rock and smacked it with another rock. The explosion left a chunk of the casing in his neck, which remained in his neck until he died of old age about 70 years later. The piece of metal lodged near his carotid artery and was deemed too dangerous to remove. Scar tissue grew around it and he was ok the rest of his life. 2nd story: When he was a kid, a guy in my current neighborhood shot hole in the side of a refrigerator with a 12 ga, then placed a pound of gunpowder in the fridge where he could see it thru the hole. Then backed off 50 yards and shot it with a 30-06. The explosion sent the compressor flying back toward the assembled crowd and almost hit one guy the head. Good times!!

 
I was standing next to my buddy shooting steel when one came back and hit him square in the nuts. There was still enough zing that after it bounced off him it hit my leg and still stung.

Lots of bruising and swelling for him.
 
I've been peppered with birdshot a couple of times when dove hunting. It fell from a great height and was barely noticable. I got shot with a bb gun by a sadistic older cousin and that smarted. He was a total a-hole and enjoyed abusing the ones younger than him that had no chance when fighting back. He left the ones his age alone. Other than that I have no experience and am grateful that I don't.
 
Follow up to post #56
Thought you might enjoy the, more or less, full story. This was my first guard duty. The night was 78 degrees with about a 5 mile an hour breeze and a quarter moon. My drug induced, not to my knowledge, fellow guard was assigned the southwest perimeter and I was assigned the northwest corner of the hospital compound.
About 500 yrds. West of us was an Air Force base. The ground between the hospital and the base had a heavy growth of elephant grass about 5' high. My drug induced guard buddy believes he sees someone advancing twoard us through the elephant grass. We were issued a 16 with a single clip from which he released three short bursts.
Across the grass was an AF guard tower manned by Arvin troups. The Arvin contingency quickly took offense to the AR rounds headed their way. Not finding any targets to engage I had a full second to relax...... until I heard the distinct rumble of a m60 along with the tracers zipping over my head.
Since I returned my weapon with a full clip I didn't hear anything more about the incident. Fortunately no one was hurt. All this took place about 1:30 am. Three weeks later I was on the way home, my time served.
 
The dirty little secret is that there's no rush from any drug or any other human experience that equals even a few seconds or minutes in combat.

Longest firefight I was involved with lasted about 4 hours. I am still surprised my body can still make endorphins after that. A close friend of mine who was in a different part of the sector took up skydiving to replace the thrill. He has done several hundred jumps before moving on to be an EMT.
 
April 6, 2004 , armed robbery , I was shot in the right side of the head about an inch below the temple , just in front of the ear canal opening . 3 shots missed but the 4 th connected. He traded a minimum of 35 years in prison, no chance of parole , for the $3.00 I had in my wallet . He will be eligible for his first parole hearing when he's 67 years old. The sentence was for up to 85 years...he also shot at one policeman and he shot and wounded another policeman . 67 years old...what a sad thing.. I actually feel sorry for him.
We were all set to have a jury trial but with my testimony and the three police officers who spotted him running from my office...he took the plea deal 35 to 85 ...shooting the policemen gets you some hard time in La.
Thank the Lord he only had a 22 LR , was a poor shot and his gun jammed , when he cleared the jam he was out of ammo..... Thank You Dear Lord !
Gary
 
April 6, 2004 , armed robbery , I was shot in the right side of the head about an inch below the temple , just in front of the ear canal opening . 3 shots missed but the 4 th connected. He traded a minimum of 35 years in prison, no chance of parole , for the $3.00 I had in my wallet . He will be eligible for his first parole hearing when he's 67 years old. The sentence was for up to 85 years...he also shot at one policeman and he shot and wounded another policeman . 67 years old...what a sad thing.. I actually feel sorry for him.
We were all set to have a jury trial but with my testimony and the three police officers who spotted him running from my office...he took the plea deal 35 to 85 ...shooting the policemen gets you some hard time in La.
Thank the Lord he only had a 22 LR , was a poor shot and his gun jammed , when he cleared the jam he was out of ammo..... Thank You Dear Lord !
Gary
Yep, we don’t like getting shot at in Baton Rouge. What part of town did it happen in? I was working out of First District on Plank Road at that time.
 
Shot with a BB gun in the side of the head by a neighbor kid during a trailer-park turf scuffle. Didn't do anything but sting me, but the same gun put holes in the outer metal of our house.

Almost wish I could go back in time with my Umarex MP40..! :D
 
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