First, I had to take a "safety test" (I passed with a 100) and then we got permission to shoot and a little laminated card. What surprised me the most was that I didn't have to show any ID. I don't know why I would have to now that I think about it... Especially after I saw a 12 year old shooting with her parents.
We started off shooting my grandpa's .38 pistol that he bought six years ago and had never shot. We all took turns. I have to admit its pretty cool. At first, I was really scared and I could not believe how loud it was. I had to push the earplugs in a little tighter. The pistol had a bit of kick but I got the idea. The best part was loading it and putting the barrel in. After we shot the pistol, we went over to the rifle range. My uncle has a "Mauser" which I really did not want to shoot since my Uncle Jeff kept calling it a "shoulder dislocator." He pretty much peer pressured me and really caught my weak side by repeatedly reminding me it was part of history. He informed me it was the standard issue weapon on World War II. (I was already imagining telling my Normandy friends.) It wasn't as bad as I thought but I only shot 2 shots before my shoulder was starting to feel it a bit. Afterwards we shot a M4 aka M16 which my uncle, an Army Lt. Col., says is the standard issue weapon in the military today. It was amazing how light that was and how little it kicked.
My hand is not very steady so I won't say I am the best shooter but it was still fun. I can see where people like it as a sport but somewhere in the back of my mind, I looked sideways at a few of those people out on the range with us...
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