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Well, after my husband showed me how to handle it safely and the way to load the clips, putting on the safety, putting a bullet in the chamber and after him shooting what was left of a clip he had, he handed me the gun with a fresh new clip.
I stood there shaking and aiming at the target where he told me to shoot. After several seconds/minutes I finally gained the courage to pull the trigger. Every time I shot, I would say, "Oh God." Tears came to my eyes. I don't know if it was the thought of having to possibly shoot someone or the thought of me having to do something I never wanted to do. But that voice inside me said, "Mary, you've got to do this for the sake of your grandbabies."
I shot 9 of the 10 rounds and couldn't do it anymore. My husband told me that was okay for a first try and that we will do it again today after church. I hit the target 5 times out of 9 and hit it in the neck and shoulder. Can't distinguish the others as George had shot all his bullets center mass surrounding the heart. (Smartie pants) No he shoots to kill after serving in the army. So he told me that the more I handle it, the more it will put me at ease and then I can move up to a more high powered gun. But for now, I'm still shaking in my boots. God bless and pray for me some courage. I can use all I can get.
Great story, it feels like a new year's day, but it's just daylight savings. I'm glad you're getting well familiarized with your firearm. It's fun, and a good together time for couples.
Thanks. I'd like to stick with my 22 instead of moving up to his 9mm and whatever else he has. I keep telling myself that David had a little slingshot that took down a Big Giant; so I'm praying that little 22 will do the same. But I know George, he's not gonna stop until I shoot all of them that he thinks I can handle.
My wife likes her 22 as well. It's enough for her. She'd rather throw all guns to the bottom of the sea, but she often mentions it's good that I'm armed when we go out...................
Same here. I agree with your wife. And George goes out 'packing' too. Instead of the credit card that says it, his gun says, "Never leave home without it." Kek. You sound like a good protective man. I hope it doesn't come down to this, but it most likely will. So we can't be too careful.