Today, the police called us at work to invite us to a Turkey Shoot. We give them money for cancer research and they give us guns. Real guns. To shoot things. My coworker and I waited for our coverage to come in and then went to help out. I wasn't sure I wanted to go, but I figured it was for a good cause.
After paying our $10 and standing in line forever, they led us into the shooting range. A nice older gentleman asked me if I wanted to shoot the silver gun or the black gun. After a weight test, I decided the heavier RCMP silver gun was better. Glasses, earphones, and ammo later, we were ready to go! He asked if I had ever shot before. Nope. Nothing? Nope. Not a rifle or a shot gun? Nope. Machine gun? Nope. Just the gun from Duck Hunt.
First shot, dead centre. Second shot, just to the side. And on and on for 25 shots. On three of my targets I got two bullets in the same hole. (Well, just overlapping each other.) He told me I was a natural and a good student!!! It was awesome. I could have shot all day. I finished my 5 targets before my coworker finished one. I stayed and watched her shoot, but mostly I was just so excited I could hardly stand it.
I texted The Guy to tell him all about it. He responded that he was immediately going to flee the country. Chicken.
I can't WAIT to do it again!!!!