I was 16, shooting pigeons in a pole barn with a POS FIE Single Action .22. I was fixing to head back inside, and saw one that I had previously missed. I unholstered the pile of cast zinc crap, thmbed the hammer back while it was still pointed at the ground, like a friggin idiot, broguth the gun to bear on the nice, fat squab, and realized the hammer was down. Looked down, and I had a nice little , barely noticeable hole in my right jeans leg, about two inches belwo the knee. No pain at that point, went inside, had a buddy drive mw to the emergency room. Once they cut my pants off, took some Xrays, and found the bullet had went into my leg, traveled completely down my leg, and came to a stop right under the skin next to my ankle. Shortly thereafter, I developed Compartment syndrome, extreme swelling whichj was cutting off the circulation to my leg. 4hrs in surgery, 44 staples, and a hell of a scar.
Later, when I got home, I tore the .22 down, and the sear had a a piec broken off of it, directly where the hammer rides at full cock...gun is still broken, sitting in my dresser drawer.