Worst accident you've had with a firearm.

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Fresh out of Army, renting a house from parrents, bought a used P89, had it about 3 months, been out shooting all day. sitting on the couch watching TV while I cleaned it, all done, not really paying attention, Baywatch or somthing equally distracting on the TV, loaded the mag, meant to drop the slide insert the mag and drop the hammer, well um, ended up inserting the mag, dropped the slide, went to drop the hammer, BOOM!

After I cleaned my boxers and had a smoke, started wondering around the house for the hole. found a nice liltle 9mm hole in the front of the dish washer. I opened it and sure enough, every plate I owned was wasted and there was a nice shiney slug embedded into the back.

Nothing sucks more than having to tell you folks why you are putting a new dishwasher in.
 
Not a bad one, but one day at my old range as I was walking to my place on the firing line, I walked by someone firing a .45. the ejected case came my way and without thinking I caught it. Dropped it in a hurry too!

I did see a guy "catch" a case between his shooting glasses and cheekbone once, left a nice burn. Coulda been worse, might've lodged by his eye instead. Ever since then I wear a ball cap when I shoot.

Makes me glad I'm a revolver fan! No hot flying brass!
 
Wait... you're telling that story as a true story?

Yes, Plinkerton, unfortunately I am! If I get the chance to find someone witha digital camera, I'll send you or post a picture of my "newly decorated" kitchen cabinet.

.....this has got to be a one in a billion (or more) accident.

I sure as Hell would hope so!

AND some firecrackers went off at the same time?!?!?!?!?!?

The kids in the neighborhood have been setting these off all evening, every evening since the damn things went on sale. Thank God people keep their pets secured around this town! :evil:

I'm speechless...

You can only imagine how I felt when it happened!

-MW
 
while removing a holster IWB left front-side containing a baby glock in 9, gun shifted, exposing trigger. I didn't notice/pay attention, and hit the trigger.

Gunshot wound to the lower right groin, traveling down, back, and out the right leg. No bone, no artery, very lucky.

Very scary, not all that physically painful- emotionally pretty difiicult; watching/hearing my girlfriend scream "don't die, I love you" as I'm trying to put pressure on the entry wound. Termendous amount of shame.

Ex airborne, had been shooting regularly for about ten years....had a chl, but hadn't made a habit of carrying.

had to decide whether to chuck the whole thing, or do it right. decided upon the latter, carry every day shoot couple of times a week (IWB behind the hip) attended a couple of two day classes.

Switched to 1911 w/external safety...

When you hear that loud, unexpected noise- for better or for worse, good or bad...it's over. we don't get "do-overs" in this activity.


I am more grateful than you can imagine that I shot myself, and not someone else.
 
MILES = Military Infrared Laser Engagement System

The M16 was shooting blanks, with a blank-adapter screwed onto the muzzle, and a sound-activated laser monuted just below it.

The infrared sensors on my helmet picked up the reflection and registered it as a hit.

If it had been a live ammo, I'd have put a round into the tree about six inches in front of my face. I'd have been certain to gotten spinters in my face, and a fair chance of gotten them in my eyes.
 
My worst accident was when I was shooting my Colt Gold Cup Trophy at the range. Something broke inside and the gun went full auto on a fresh magazine. It happened to quickly for me to be to scared. But I was nervous firing it again when I got the gun back from Colt.
 
Tremendous thunder and lightening storm comes up out of nowhere. I throw my gear in the front seat of my car, literally, throw it in. Rain is really coming down, wind whipping and I finally climb in and settle down. I start putting things into cases where they belong when I reach over to pick up my S&W .22 revolver. It never see the hammer is back, I pick it up, finger goes right into the guard and the bullet, subsequently, goes right into the door handle.
A gun fired in a car with the windows up is very loud, even a .22 leaves your ears ringing.
An unexpected boom is a very scary sound.
A bullet hole in a car door is a very embarrassing event.
Handling firearms safely is a never-let-your-guard-down-ever lifestyle. I have been shooting since Boy Scouts and made it to 45 without an ND. I want to go another 45 years before it happens again. Scared me good.
 
I've never had any sort of AD or ND while shooting, but I was at the range when a guy a lane down had something break in his 20ga. Sent a load of birdshot into the ground about 7ft in front of him.
 
Mas Ayoob related a story once about an officer who had to go #2 and hung his GM on a coat hook by the trigger guard(his regular practice). When he finished and reached out to get the pistol, the safety had somehow been brushed off and he bumped the trigger against the hook. BLAM! He flinched. BLAM! He flinched again. BLAM! this time, he let go and collected his wits before trying again. :what:
 
Worst ND I know of did not happen to me personally, thank whatever invisible man in the sky that's running the show!

Someone was loading an M2 .50 machinegun into a truck, and it ND. Something must have hit the butterfly trigger. A million things went wrong, but ultimately the guy caught a .50 cal round in the shoulder at the distance of about one foot from the muzzle.


Seen plenty of police ND into clearing barrels. 3 or 4 times thus far that I have seen.

Seen police bring live rounds onto a sim range. (That was rather scary.)



Injuries I've gotten? Ugh. The back of a pin on my collar came off, which I didn't notice. I proceeded to place an MG42 against it, and then fired a few hundred rounds. I initially just thought the MG was kicking a little hard. It wasn't until afterwards that I pulled the pin out of my skin, noting that it had been bent by my collar bone. For a visual reference, imagine placing a thumbtack against your collarbone, and smacking it with a hammer a few hundred times.

I somehow cut myself on a 92F, didn't notice until afterwards that I had been leaking blood all over the pistol. That was not fun to clean out. To be fair, I was slightly distracted at the time. Didn't mess with my grip to a notice degree, oddly enough.
 
I have one.

While taking apart the bolt for a yugo mauser I was not paying to much attention to, the firing pin popped out and did a slow lob across the room into the center speaker of my surround sound system and bounced off. Lucky for me it hit wood and just put a small tear into the speaker cover.
 
Had that happen with a Mauser bolt. Except the striker stuck point first into the sheetrock next to my workbench. I was really glad it was pointed away from me when it "fired" out of the bolt...
 
Pulled a pistol out of the gun cabinet and the ruger blackhawk slid out too.
It landed on it's trigger guard and got a major ding/dent since it is aluminum.One of these days I'm going to get a brass replacement frame for it.
 
The closest thing to an accident that scared the heck out of me was taking down my 1911 for the first time. I normally wear glasses when working on firearms but this one time I wasn't. I was sitting in front of my computer reading pictorial instructions for detail stripping the 1911. I got to the part where I had to remove the firing pin stop. The directions said "be careful, the spring is under tension and can cause injuries, wear safety glasses" I've seen this warning hundreds of times and my brain processed it as "blah blahblah blah blahhh." I proceeded to remove the firing pin stop, and decided to hold it pointing away from me, but at the last moment decided that it wouldn't be good to have the firing pin smashing my monitor, so I turned it back in my direction, before I knew it "pffft" a titanium firing pin had just parted the hair above my forehead at abut 900 mph. Now I wear my glasses around springs all of the time.:eek:
 
Was carrying a cased pocket gun in my coat pocket, riding my bike home early in the morning after an all-night at the Stop-N-Rob. Got almost home and realised that my coat pocket was light! Rode back as fast as I ever rode my bike, and found it in the grass beside the sidewalk about a hundred yards from work. I have never been more scared and ashamed. I just imagine some little kid walking to school and picking it up...

This is the first time I ever admitted this.
 
40+ years back ... Shooting sparrows in chicken house first thing in the morning ... Missed one sitting on a rafter and BB bounced back into forehead. Dumb. And lucky.

7 or so years ago, checked into El Cheapo motel real late before realizing there was no COFFEE! available on site. Woke up around sunrise to discover that not only was the nearest COFFEE! across the freeway, but that my truck had been burglarized in the few hours that I'd been inside sleeping. Not wanting to disturb the "evidence", but needing COFFEE! real bad, I left Glock in motel room, clipped holstered NAA .22 MiniMag IWB about 1:00 in sloppy shorts, put on a t-shirt and walked the block or two to convenience store across freeway.

As I opened the glass door and stepped inside, I felt something hit the top of my foot. Then, thorugh my still very groggy eyes, recall seing the brown and silver mouse gun spinning in slow motion across the tile in front of me! :what: I walked over and picked it up as if nothing was wrong and dropped in front pocket. Then, went about business of getting a super-size cup of COFFEE !

My Dad, now almost 80, has a coffee mug with writing on the side that says "I don't do mornings!". One of these days, I will become the most legitimate heir to that thing. :rolleyes:
 
You know, Mini 14s sling brass with some serious authority. Enough to break windshields when you're using the hood of a truck to steady yourself.

Not that I would know anything about that. :uhoh:
 
Mine happened just last night. In the process of pulling something else off the closet shelf where I keep my house gun, I pulled the gun out too. One fully loaded S&W 686 landed on my foot hammer first. To make the sensations even more exquisite, it landed on a toe that I broke a couple weeks ago. Ouch.
 
Sort of a tie for me.

No. 1 was when I was trying out a box of commercial SP 7.62x39 cartridges in one of my SKSes. Went FA when the bolt dropped and startled the living Whee! out of everyone on the line. Fortunately, the muzzle was pointed downrange. No more nice shiney "hunting" ammo for you, ya sneeky Commie!

No. 2 was when my brand-new Llama XXII blew a hole in the dirt about 4" or so in front of my left boot toe on dropping the slide after a mag change. The hammer "followed" due to sloppy workmanship and soft steel. Learned two things from that one: ALWAYS make sure that the muzzle is pointed as far away from me or anyone else as possible before closing the action on a live round, and NEVER buy another Llama.
 
I was detail stripping the slide of my 1911. This was the first time I had ever done it and didn't realize how much pressure the firing pin is under. Anywho, I pulled off the firing pin plate while I was looking directly over the slide, the firing pin shot out of the slide and hit my glasses. They didn't break but it scared me pretty good.

If I had not been wearing glasses, I think my nickname would be "One Eye."
 
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