traveler44
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We live in Illinois where only the bad guys and the police can carry guns so everybody else have to hide theirs- so we have to go over to Indiana to shoot. There is one good gun range up the road from us but if you read the reviews on the computer everybody says the old guy that runs the Glenwood gun shop, now, is some kind of a nut. We took my .380 auto over to an OUTDOOR range in Indiana and they let us shoot as long as somebody with a local permit was right there. Mary wanted to shoot a .22 so we went to an Indiana INDOOR range down in this dinky boiler room downstairs. I was hanging the target and felt just a little exposed -leaning in- when it sounded like dynamite went off right beside my head from the next stall over. I jumped and screamed and ripped the target I was trying to hang all at the same time. I could tell by the look on Marys face that I better let her shoot quick because we weren't going to be there long. On the way out the guy asked how we liked shooting and I told him it was a little loud down there. Then on the way out to the car Mary showed me she got a little burn from a shell casing on her forehead at the hair line. I may never get her to shoot a gun again. Just bad luck I guess. -- Tom and Mary