After whining to my 14yr old daughter for several weeks about how I won't have anyone to go shooting with anymore since both of my sons leave for college this fall, she said she would be happy to go. Not that I had to, but I even threw in a bribe of sorts of buying her her own gun.
She had been shooting with the boys and I since she was 7 or so and really liked my sons ruger 10/22. I tried and tried to talk her into one of those for a long time, but somehow, school, volleyball, basketball, track, show choir, dance, and now, BOYS of all things, have taken most of her time.
But as I said, a little whining, a little pouting, and some woe is me, worked wonders on my daughter. So the next time we had to go to some store for shoes or a dress or whatever, somehow, her and I ended up at the local gun shop of all places. What I thought would be a simple, "ok, I like that one", ended up being an hour long comparison between the black and pink Ruger 10/22 and the silver and pink Ruger 10/22. First it was the silver one cause it was prettier, then it was the black one cause the silver one had black screws, then the silver one, then the black one cause the silver one had a black buttplate, back and forth, back and forth.
Eventually she went with the black and pink one, and the difference in price will let me get a decent scope sooner. Obviously, I will have to set aside an hour or so for her to pick the appropriate scope, based on screw colors, knobs, rings, and all that important stuff.
Sheesh! And I thought it took them forever to pick out a dress or pair of shoes!
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She had been shooting with the boys and I since she was 7 or so and really liked my sons ruger 10/22. I tried and tried to talk her into one of those for a long time, but somehow, school, volleyball, basketball, track, show choir, dance, and now, BOYS of all things, have taken most of her time.
But as I said, a little whining, a little pouting, and some woe is me, worked wonders on my daughter. So the next time we had to go to some store for shoes or a dress or whatever, somehow, her and I ended up at the local gun shop of all places. What I thought would be a simple, "ok, I like that one", ended up being an hour long comparison between the black and pink Ruger 10/22 and the silver and pink Ruger 10/22. First it was the silver one cause it was prettier, then it was the black one cause the silver one had black screws, then the silver one, then the black one cause the silver one had a black buttplate, back and forth, back and forth.
Eventually she went with the black and pink one, and the difference in price will let me get a decent scope sooner. Obviously, I will have to set aside an hour or so for her to pick the appropriate scope, based on screw colors, knobs, rings, and all that important stuff.
Sheesh! And I thought it took them forever to pick out a dress or pair of shoes!
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