Sunday, December 28, 2008

Quit your sniveling

Summer, 1985

Dave bet me a beer that I couldn't hit at least one mudhen out of this bunch of about 20 or so that was bobbing around a couple of hundred yards away from his trailer using only 5 shots from my 22 pistol.
Sucker, I thought, grabbing my H&R 999. I sat in my lawn chair next to Dave and drew a bead on the flock of soon to be freaked out birds. I knew the first shot might be low, and I intended to walk the shots quickly into the flock.
"Ouch," Dave said at my first shot.
"Aw, shut up, ya pussy" I said as I thumbed off my second shot.
"Motherfucker, you shoot me again, and I'm gonna kick your ass!" Dave yelled at me.
I looked at his arm and there was blood running all over the place. He also had two great big chunks of lead in his arm. I thought he’d been sniveling about the powder flash from the cylinder/barrel gap. I didn't know that the pistol had jumped time (H&R 999s are notorious for that) and every time I pulled the trigger, I sent half the bullet out the barrel, and the other half into Dave.
He said he could understand me shooting him once, but twice was pure meanness.


Ride Fast said...

That ought to teach you the dangers of a .22 LR revolver. Next time, use a caliber that starts with .4 or better.

wirecutter said...

We used to carry those 22s for carp shooting. Now that was great fun!

Ramon said...

I used to have an old 32-20 revolver that did the same thing. It was one of several that disappeared when my first wife left for better accomodations with her brother-in-law. Hopefully, they enjoyed trying to shoot it with similar results.