Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty-Eight

The First Time I Shot My First Gun


Adam says once I get over the recoil (and deafening noise) of shooting, I'll enjoy it. I might even be good at it. For now, I'm mostly apprehensive and a little scared. Oh, and really really bad. Like, close my eyes (on accident) and aim at the ground kind of bad. Good news though: I can't get worse!


Adam on the other hand…the kid can shoot. At least I snagged myself a good teacher. A good teacher with really good hair.


See what I mean? Any guesses which bullet holes are mine?! 


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