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Looking at that bookcase, I thought books were supposed to enlighten...AnotherFairportfan wrote:...and here's the result:
EDIT: Cool Pic
You are far from the first to have done such a thing, and will be far from the last. I've never managed to do it to myself, but I've seen it more times than I can count. You should see when somebody does it with a big anti-matériel rifle.Alkarii wrote:But as for my mishap, it was kind of funny. We were shooting at a target that sat higher than our position by just a couple feet, and the ground kind of sloped downwards a little in front of our position. Because of this, I had to angle it upwards quite a bit, meaning the only part of the rifle actually against my shoulder was the top corner of the stock.
Now, my dad said that you know you're positioned right in regards to the scope when you don't see any black in it (aside from crosshairs).
Right as I started pulling the trigger, the phrase "I have a bad feeling about this" played in my head. The recoil sent the back end of the stock against my shoulder, and at the angle it was at in relation to my shoulder, it was pushed down along the side of my chest.
Good thing I wasn't wearing my glasses...
Good for you!!! Here's hoping this one will be what you need!!!Alkarii wrote:I start a new job Monday morning! It pays $10/hr, and I'll get full time hours, plus overtime on occasion.
I have great respect for the welders at my work. A good welder is an artist working with heat and metal to create something useful. I have dabbled with welding and it was not pretty when I did, so I stick with designing things to weld.Alkarii wrote:It's that one at the dealership where my dad works. I'm gonna send as much money as I can to pay off the car, and my brother said that once he starts making money from welding, he's gonna help me with expenses while I go to welding school. Doing that could help me get a job that pays well enough that I could definitely have a place of my own, and maybe then I could actually consider looking for a girlfriend for the first time since high school.
The occasion I was thinking of in particular was with a 20mm South African behemoth, though I forget the model number. Even at the best of times it's a monster to try to handle. The guy ended up with his protective glasses partially embedded in the top of his nose.Alkarii wrote:Depending on the rifle, they could wind up with some facial fractures. Most of them don't have the same recoil reduction features that one will find in a Barrett rifle, which has a floating barrel supported by springs.
I feel bad for anyone doing that with one of the big 20mm antitank rifles... Probably put you in the ICU if you're lucky enough to survive it.
Hurrah on moving up in the tax brackets!Alkarii wrote:I start a new job Monday morning! It pays $10/hr, and I'll get full time hours, plus overtime on occasion.
Have you tried giving it a good shove to get it rolling with its furry passenger in it?AnotherFairportfan wrote:Someone will be sorry to see the other tire go when they can replace it.
The earlier Barrett had no such things... which is why I'm missing two molars. Still mastered the damn thing. And shouldering a 20mm will not cause that much damage if;Alkarii wrote:Depending on the rifle, they could wind up with some facial fractures. Most of them don't have the same recoil reduction features that one will find in a Barrett rifle, which has a floating barrel supported by springs.
I feel bad for anyone doing that with one of the big 20mm antitank rifles... Probably put you in the ICU if you're lucky enough to survive it.
I'm getting the image of you doing an impression of MIB Agent J firing his little Noisy Cricket pistol, and immediately flying backwards across two rooms, through a plate-glass window, and into a dumpster.Sgt. Howard wrote:Biggest I ever fired was a 4 gauge flintlock- and I was only in the ER for three hours after they reduced the shoulder and stopped my mouth from bleeding... I think there were stitches, but my memory is a bit foggy for most of that day...
Naw- I did travel some fifteen feet backwards according to those who saw it... but there were (thankfully) no obstructions...Dave wrote:I'm getting the image of you doing an impression of MIB Agent J firing his little Noisy Cricket pistol, and immediately flying backwards across two rooms, through a plate-glass window, and into a dumpster.Sgt. Howard wrote:Biggest I ever fired was a 4 gauge flintlock- and I was only in the ER for three hours after they reduced the shoulder and stopped my mouth from bleeding... I think there were stitches, but my memory is a bit foggy for most of that day...
I'd rather not risk disturbing Yogi and Boo Boo at their pickanic. Let alone Godzilla the Boar.Oh crap. That's actually a problem, particularly if she's got kids. Hell hath no fury like a mother's scorn, and there is no animal more ornery than a sow protecting her kids. Worse, they tend to travel in packs. And that is one of the few things the entire group will work together on.Alkarii wrote:Update! That boar that is about as big as Yogi?
Turns out... That's a female.
Time to break out the drum-fed full-auto shotguns, the belt-fed .50 machine guns, the Daisy Cutters and the Napalm.ShneekeyTheLost wrote:Oh crap. That's actually a problem, particularly if she's got kids. Hell hath no fury like a mother's scorn, and there is no animal more ornery than a sow protecting her kids. Worse, they tend to travel in packs. And that is one of the few things the entire group will work together on.Alkarii wrote:Update! That boar that is about as big as Yogi?
Turns out... That's a female.
