So I'm at my business partner's house. He's a southern guy who shares the property with family. I'm playing with my double-date 1916-1920 Erfurt/Mauser refurbished Weimar Luger, which is loaded with Hornady XTPs. I point it aside from anything important, half toggle-lock with booger hook off the bang switch, and karate chop the action shut.... BANG!!!. Right through the couch's arm rest and up ~70ยบ past my buddy's head. It shattered the window but the bulk of the round fell behind the couch.
His father is oldschool ex-airforce, ex-ATF, ex-SWAT, and ex-firefighter. Cool as a cucumber, came running out and asked what happened. He examined the evidence, realized I was telling the truth, and pulled out three ancient rifles which all have horrible problems that result in bad slamfires or similar. He further examined my pistol, found that is drops firing pin with force, told me to get it fixe, and be careful with antique guns, then went back to bed.
Of course I'll pay for the damage. I offered that immediately. I'm fucking embarrassed even though they all say not to be and that my buddy's dad has seen worse... This is the first time anything like this has happened, but these people have seen shit and were cool as cucumbers.
Goddamned I'm embarrased. I try very hard to be a paragon of gun safety, have brought many into the fold, and shit like this still fucking happens...
I dunno what to say. They told me not to dwell on it and gave me a bottle of good whiskey. Drunk as fuck. Still horribly embarrassed.
one does not play with firearms (loaded and indoors, nice Einstein)
I'd tell you about the discharge I saw that helped me form that strategy, but talking about my dead teenage friends makes me sad so I wont.
You'd miss him right now. You should feel however bad you need to feel about it to make sure it doesnt happen again. Even if that means you seem like a jerk and get accused of some skittishness. If you need help remembering just thinkabouBANG yea.. that
when my buddies dad ran out he was already dying, I remember thinking how shitty a night that must have been for him. I hope multidimensions isnt true, cuz if it is in that one dimension you are still sitting there crying on the porch
thoughtcryme 17 points 1.7 years ago
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one does not play with firearms (loaded and indoors, nice Einstein)
I'd tell you about the discharge I saw that helped me form that strategy, but talking about my dead teenage friends makes me sad so I wont.
You'd miss him right now. You should feel however bad you need to feel about it to make sure it doesnt happen again.
Even if that means you seem like a jerk and get accused of some skittishness. If you need help remembering just thinkabouBANG yea.. that
when my buddies dad ran out he was already dying, I remember thinking how shitty a night that must have been for him. I hope multidimensions isnt true, cuz if it is in that one dimension you are still sitting there crying on the porch