When i was 12 i went to the gravel pit with my dad to go shoot some exploding targets he bought. Me, my brother, my dad and grandpa were there to shoot a few targets for fun. First we put a target in a tree but behind the tree we didnt know there was a trail there. My dad shot the regular target first and a few minutes later somebody showed up there. This guy said that there were bullets flying past his truck and he told us were the gravel pit was so we drove there.
There was a whole bunch of random junk there. I seen a couple of grills, fans, and chairs so i said we can put some targets on this stuff. My dad put a target in a broken fan then i loaded the gun shot the target and blew the fan away. My brother put his target partially
There was a whole bunch of random junk there. I seen a couple of grills, fans, and chairs so i said we can put some targets on this stuff. My dad put a target in a broken fan then i loaded the gun shot the target and blew the fan away. My brother put his target partially