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That should buff out.
What’s worse, it looks like he kept firing!
Trigger Time? Sure looks like it.
Tis but a scratch!
#newguy #beginner – do you even height over bore bruh?
More ventilation for those hot summer nights!
That’s straight ball’n yo!
He needed a new car anyway.
You opted for the insurance right?
Gives a new name to drive by. Maybe stand by shooting? Isn’t there a story about some police marksman. Who was shooting at a hostage taker and was shooting the wall in front of him? I went thru a training class and we were using the curb as “cover” and I cannot tell you how many guys were taking chunks out of the curb.
Happened to me at basic with the orange chalk 40mm rounds. A puff of orange smoke appeared right in front of my barricade, I said “wtf” and the DS had an aneurysm. I high tailed it out covering my name tape and later was given six live grenades to shoot by another drill sergeant, while the still fuming guy grit his teeth and muttered “fuck my life.” Ah the joys of being a stupid private.
This reminds me of one of my soldiers on a 40mm range with a M320 Grenade Launcher. Just because the barrel of the rifle is above the shooting barrier does not me the grenade launcher barrel is…and there is not a 40mm hole in the barrier. The same soldier also seems to always shoot his sling when he firers the TPT Rds. and all of a sudden gets covered in chalk.
Those are actually speed holes.
http://www.mercedescla.org/forum/attachments/5786d1389980223-who-here-has-cla-without-sports-package-speedholes.jpg
BSR…..
Actually brings back childhood memory with my Dad. We were out in Coalinga CA, hunting Coyotes, and varmints. Dad had 2, Ruger .220 Swift rifles, we pulled up on hill, laid some sandbags on the hood and commenced to killing critters.
“Hey Pop, when did you get these holes in the hood of the Scout?”
“GD Son of a Bastage, Mutherloving, get in the truck boy”
“Yes Sir”
… learned that lesson at an early age
The tradition of “Oops! Sorry ’bout that”, continues…
That’s what training is for.
I’ve got a photo sequence of a (supposedly) HSLD federal unit that follows an agent rolling out of the passenger seat, moving over to the front quarter panel and immediately firing one into the hood, forgetting about offset. That person would have kept shooting had their instructor not jumped in and physically pulled them off and away from the vehicle. Priceless!
My favorite story someone told me was of a father and son in a pickup. Son sees a deer, gets out out the driver side, with a scoped rifle, aims over the top of the truck, but the barrel is below, windows were open. The son fired and it just barely grazed the fathers head in the passenger seat…close call and lesson learned. Only a good story because no one was seriously hurt.