When I was younger, my cousin came to visit us. He was probably about 17 at the time. His Dad, knowing that my Dad was a gun nut, said that he was contemplating buying his son, my cousin, a .44 mag. He asked Dad if he had one and could his son fire it to see if he liked it. Dad brought out his 8" Ruger Super Blackhawk. I just had to see this. My cousin was tall and skinny and I even wondered if he had fired a gun before. His actions answered this question in a hurry. He held it about waist high with both hands and fired one round down range hitting the dirt about 10' in front of the target. He promptly handed it back to Dad and said that he didn't think that kind of gun was for him. Dad and I were polite and did not ridicule him, but had a good laugh after he left. I haven't visited my cousin in a long time, but I appreciate the memory that he gave me and my dear departed Dad.
This is getting long, but I have a funny tall tale. One of my Son's friends was over at the house and he wanted to see my gun collection. As I was showing him, he commented that his Uncle had a Cougar Magnum. I looked puzzled and said that I had never seen one of those. I looked at my Son in a puzzled manner as I recalled remembering something about a Cougar Magnum some place. After he left, my Son busted out laughing. He informed me that one of the guns in a James Bond video game is called the Cougar Magnum. I still get a chuckle out of that.
This is getting long, but I have a funny tall tale. One of my Son's friends was over at the house and he wanted to see my gun collection. As I was showing him, he commented that his Uncle had a Cougar Magnum. I looked puzzled and said that I had never seen one of those. I looked at my Son in a puzzled manner as I recalled remembering something about a Cougar Magnum some place. After he left, my Son busted out laughing. He informed me that one of the guns in a James Bond video game is called the Cougar Magnum. I still get a chuckle out of that.
). Well, he happens to see a bird land in a tree about 200 feet away and proceeds to draw down on it. I tell him that the bb probably won't even make it that far. He shoots, and I watch in amazement as the bb arcs through the air (lobbed a good 4'-5' up then back down) and hits the bird in the head and it drops from the branch it was on stone dead. Haven't been able to figure out how he did it since.