Was reading this and thought of a funny thing I did when I was about 30 years younger.
It is funny now but was not funny then. Was going to hunting property one afternoon and had to drive across about 100 acre field. Well about half way across I see a big buck standing right next to tree line. I stop the truck and put the 7 mag out the window. Excited and not paying attention I have the barrel resting on the window instead of the forearm .Well I pull the trigger and the window explodes. I killed the deer but it was an expensive lesson.
We had a pack of wild dogs roaming the farm when I was about 15 and we spotted them laying under some privet in the edge of a peanut field. We loaded up in the truck with a couple of shooters in the back and a door gunner in the passenger seat. We turned the corner in the field and opened up on the dogs, buckshot was flying everywhere and dogs were flopping around in a hail of gunfire that in my young mind was the closest thing to what allied soldiers encountered while storming the beaches at Normandy. When the dust and smoke settled we had killed most if not all of the dogs and the door gunner blew the sideview mirror clean off that old Scottsdale pickup! He said he had spun sideways in the seat trying to get a better angle and took it out on his second shot. That was a fun day!
