Weird ricochet stories?

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My nephew had a 9mm bullet, fired from a carbine fly back and him in the shoulder. Weird thing is, he said that he saw the bullet coming straight at him. As in slow motion. It also left a nice sized bruise on his shoulder. But he was ok and continued his target practice.;)
 
whilst at the range with a mall ninja/gunshope commando next to me shooting a Glock something-or-other wearing, a utility belt that Batman himself would have been proud of, firing JHP's. he was a horrible shot. he fired, hitting the angled clip that holds the target onto the cable. the bullet bounced around and hit me thigh. i picked it up and the bullet had been cut lengthwise down the side and filleted open. no injuries or anything but the filleted bullet was interesting. i kind of wish i would have kept it and took a picture. it looked like disc with copper on one side and lead on the other.

Bobby
 
Took a ricichet to the crotch once... doubled over and dropped to the ground... had to peel the metal off my jeans... It was all maybe a 32nd of an inch thick...

talk about a wake up... And I wasn't even shooting.
 
used to hit myself occasionally shooting 22's into old tires, they would often bounce straight back, once right in the gun hand, once right in the forehead, and couple other times, quit doing that.

Shooting a 410 derringer at 7 yards to pattern it with the target hanging on plywood , got a face full of shot back, so had to try it again, what do you know it happened again, quit that.

i like to think I'm smarter now, but I know better.
 
The worst was a 45 230FMJ that ricoched off a tree stump that we had targets stapled to. It was about 7-10 yds away and one of my rounds bounced off and hit me in the lower leg. It hurt like hell and left a big bruise.

I've also been hit on multiple occasions but 45 LRN ricochets as well as numerous pieces of jacket fragments all over a 30yr period.
 
When I was 11 or 12 I spent a lot of time at a farm belonging to some relatives. I would take a .22 rifle and hunt rabbits and other targets of opportunity. Came across an old dump and was shooting up cans & bottles then found an old Cushman-like motor scooter body. Soon had it filled full of holes then while standing 15 yards or so away I put a round into the teardrop shaped headlight housing.
The housing wasn't made of thin metal like the rest of the machine, it was cast. The bullet hit straight on into the housing and fragmented. Two pieces came back and hit me in both legs right below the knees (I was wearing cut-offs).
Stung like the dickens and trickles of blood started flowing down my legs.
"My God, I shot myself!!!"
Soon realized it wasn't as bad as I first thought, never told anyone about it because I didn't want my hunting privileges taken away. :uhoh:
 
Once when I was a kid we were shooting BB guns at targets in front of the garage wall. A BB bounced off the siding and hit me just above the eyebrow. Scared the ^%$# out of my parents (who were supervising the whole thing) when they saw me holding my eye/forehead and screaming. No real harm done, but that shooting range got shut down in a hurry.
 
Once when I was a kid we were shooting BB guns at targets in front of the garage wall. A BB bounced off the siding and hit me just above the eyebrow. Scared the ^%$# out of my parents (who were supervising the whole thing) when they saw me holding my eye/forehead and screaming. No real harm done, but that shooting range got shut down in a hurry.

That wasn't a Red Rider was it??

"You'll shoot your eye out, kid"

brad cook
 
My brother and I drove up in the mountains and found a place to shoot.
One of the coal companies had cleared some land and left a 15' high pile of hardwood trees and brush.
From the looks of the pile, it was at least a year old.
We parked a bout 50 yards away, and used the pile of trees as a backstop.
I was shooting a Mini14, he was shooting a Maadi (AK clone).

When we were done, I found a spent AK round that had made it half way back to where we were standing.
It was flattened along it's length, as if it had been run over by a train. And, it was bent in the middle, almost 90 degrees!

Good stories.
They just prove some of things we all know:
1. Wear eye protection.
2. Know your target, and what is beyond it.
 
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When I was younger we made a cannon out of some old 1" steel pipe. We stuck it into a 2 or 3 foot ladder as a stand and would light the touch hole off by hand with a match.

Then I got a bad feeling about my hand so we reloaded it (Bullseye and about 15 .38 wadcutters-grapeshot) and I put the match in a long stick.

What do you know, I got knocked down, my friend who was standing father away hit the ground. Next thing I knew I was holding my leg and yelling. I then proceeded to pull a nice 2" triange of steel out of my thigh.

The ladder was blown to almost nothing. :D

2) NOTHING FOLLOWING THIS IS RECOMMENDED! DO NOT ATTEMPT.

A few years back I was living at my folks 'cause I didn't have a job and they were out of town for the week. I proceeded to grill steaks while it was snowing, watch the Daytona race and get EXTREMELY drunk. I had something of a drinking problem.

At some point that evening I figured it would be a good idea to do some shooting so I got some .22's and went into the basement. I found an old section of rail road rail for my "backstop" and proceeded to fire away at an old stereo, cans, whatever.

Oh yes, and the house is in town.

Of course, I shot the crap out of everything on that side of the basement-shooting from the hip and at some point I remember getting whacked in the head with something. I reached up, checking my glasses (they were fine) putting one hand over each eye to make sure I could still see ( I could, kinda) and wiped the blood off my head.

A round had actually hit the"backstop," which was like 7 feet away, and hit my on the rim of my eye.

I then proceeded to continue shooting. :what:


Boy did I feel dumb the next morning.
 
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