BHPshooter
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I had a negligent discharge last night.
Having just recovered from a migraine, I was dry-firing while watching a movie when a couple things distracted me (Brother's dog came downstairs into my room to maul me, and my movie ended). I had found a spare live round that was laying about, and while I was distracted, I must have put it in my gelded "dry-fire" mag and worked the action.
After all distractions were gone, I thought to myself, "Oh yeah, I was dry-firing." squeezed the trigger...
Auditory exclusion is real, folks. Barely heard anything -- sounded kinda like a capgun -- but saw the ball of flame at the end of the barrel and the hole.
I live in a partially unfinished basement, so I had good backstop, at least. The round went through my (open) bedroom door, through my brother's hiking backpack, and into the closet behind it. The round hit a stud that is attached to the concrete, and as far as we can tell, that is where the bullet stayed.
I was shaking quite badly, as I'm sure you can imagine. Felt like I was going to puke.
My brother came down after hearing the report wondering what it was. My parent's weren't home at the time -- they got back just after that happened. I told them a couple hours later. My Dad took it well -- he was laughing about it and teasing me more than anything. My Mom didn't take it well. I don't think she understands completely -- she kept asking REALLY dumb questions like, "Was it a real bullet?"
Naturally, I feel like the biggest dumbass that has walked the earth. :banghead:
So, folks, here were my problems:
I can't tell you how retarded I feel.
Wes
Having just recovered from a migraine, I was dry-firing while watching a movie when a couple things distracted me (Brother's dog came downstairs into my room to maul me, and my movie ended). I had found a spare live round that was laying about, and while I was distracted, I must have put it in my gelded "dry-fire" mag and worked the action.
After all distractions were gone, I thought to myself, "Oh yeah, I was dry-firing." squeezed the trigger...
Auditory exclusion is real, folks. Barely heard anything -- sounded kinda like a capgun -- but saw the ball of flame at the end of the barrel and the hole.
I live in a partially unfinished basement, so I had good backstop, at least. The round went through my (open) bedroom door, through my brother's hiking backpack, and into the closet behind it. The round hit a stud that is attached to the concrete, and as far as we can tell, that is where the bullet stayed.
I was shaking quite badly, as I'm sure you can imagine. Felt like I was going to puke.
My brother came down after hearing the report wondering what it was. My parent's weren't home at the time -- they got back just after that happened. I told them a couple hours later. My Dad took it well -- he was laughing about it and teasing me more than anything. My Mom didn't take it well. I don't think she understands completely -- she kept asking REALLY dumb questions like, "Was it a real bullet?"
Naturally, I feel like the biggest dumbass that has walked the earth. :banghead:
So, folks, here were my problems:
- I wasn't completely coherent, having just recovered from a migraine, and still having some lasting effects from the Imitrex.
- After being distracted, I didn't follow the rule: check everything and start from scratch.
- I failed to keep live ammunition completely separate from me and my firearms while dry-firing.
I can't tell you how retarded I feel.
Wes