HansGruber
Ronin
Cut to the chase:
I just had a ricochet hit me in the forehead.
Yes, I’m fine.
The full details:
I have a squirrel problem; they’ve gotten into my storage shed, and eradication is the order of the day. Because I live in town, firearms are…proscribed.
So, I’ve got a break-barrel, .177 pellet pistol which is legal. Little Mr. Bustard Bushy-Bum took off up a tree, I grabbed the Umarex, and game on.
We played “circle the tree” (if you’ve hunted squirrels…you know) for a few minutes before I had a shot…there were some small branches between us, but I thought I found a clean window…
Thwap. WHACK on my forehead.
First thought: is that little nut sucker RETURNING FIRE?!?
Second: (bad word, out loud)…check for blood. None…but there’s definitely a lump.
Third: Oh, it’s on, beeyotch.
My next shot dropped him mostly out of the tree, but he leapt over my fence into the neighbor’s yard…but from the pink spots in the snow, he’s a goner.
So…about 1” lower, that pellet would have hit my eye—if I wasn’t wearing glasses (I always wear glasses—hate contacts). In fact, I pay the upgrade for ANSI rated ballistic polycarbonate lenses in my daily wear…and I figure it might’ve paid for itself this time.
So—always wear your eyepro, folks.
I’m gonna go put a beer on my forehead. From the inside.
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I just had a ricochet hit me in the forehead.
Yes, I’m fine.
The full details:
I have a squirrel problem; they’ve gotten into my storage shed, and eradication is the order of the day. Because I live in town, firearms are…proscribed.
So, I’ve got a break-barrel, .177 pellet pistol which is legal. Little Mr. Bustard Bushy-Bum took off up a tree, I grabbed the Umarex, and game on.
We played “circle the tree” (if you’ve hunted squirrels…you know) for a few minutes before I had a shot…there were some small branches between us, but I thought I found a clean window…
Thwap. WHACK on my forehead.
First thought: is that little nut sucker RETURNING FIRE?!?
Second: (bad word, out loud)…check for blood. None…but there’s definitely a lump.
Third: Oh, it’s on, beeyotch.
My next shot dropped him mostly out of the tree, but he leapt over my fence into the neighbor’s yard…but from the pink spots in the snow, he’s a goner.
So…about 1” lower, that pellet would have hit my eye—if I wasn’t wearing glasses (I always wear glasses—hate contacts). In fact, I pay the upgrade for ANSI rated ballistic polycarbonate lenses in my daily wear…and I figure it might’ve paid for itself this time.
So—always wear your eyepro, folks.
I’m gonna go put a beer on my forehead. From the inside.
(Mods: if this would be better in the classroom, or another forum…move away)