Just In Case I Have To Kill My Dinner

I went to a shooting range several weeks ago for my friend Jose’s birthday. I had never been to a firing range before. There were about ten of us and the range was divided into five lanes. Each lane had a different pistol and boxes of ammunition that you used to reload the weapon when it was your turn. I had never fired a pistol before, but I was still surprised at how nervous I was to fire a pistol.

Birthday · Guns · Jose · Life · Pistols · Shooting Range · Stories

Will Faught

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