TheNatureBoy
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Winchester Model 70 .30-06 (post 64)-I needed to get something outta my attic so while I was up there I opened my gun case and pulled out my 06. For what ever reason I pulled the trigger and KA-BOOM! I had hunted with it the previous deer season and obviously hadn't cleared it. 155 grainer through the roof. My daughter (around 7-8 years old at the time) was at the bottom of the stairs looking up. Scared the crap outta both of us. I asked her not to tell her Mom. Little did I know she had just pulled up in the drive way and heard it. Of course she wanted to know what the noise was. I told her I dropped something. Can't remember what. But she bought it.
.25 cal. - I had taken it to the range and once again forgot to clear the weapon. I had pulled it outta my closet when I heard my daughter (9-10) coming down the hall way. I quickly stuck it in my vest/jacket pocket as she entered the bedroom asking me to go to KFC to get something for her. As I'm walking towards KFC I remembered that the gun was in my right pocked. I stuck my hand in, grabbed the trigger and a round went through hitting a nickel on the way out, blew a hole through my pocket, struck the pavement, and then the building. Fortunately it was a cold evening and almost everybody was at home/inside. There were some people driving by but their windows were up and they didn't hear it. I was shaking like a leaf as I walked through the door about 5 minutes later.
Ruger P89 9mm - At home by myself. I pulled my 9mm outta the closet and jacked a round into the chamber. I know?????? My intent was to hit the de-cock but I squeezed the trigger instead. Hole in bedroom floor! I managed to fix and cover before my wife got home. Since the last incident I check, double check, and check again to MAKE SURE everything is unloaded!
Here is another one with a XD-45 I used to own/carry. I had it on me when I went to a friends house. We were talking firearms and he asked to see the 45. I had a full clip in it but the chamber was clear. I was sitting in a chair across the room from him beside his book cabinet. No more than 6 feet between us. The cabinet was about two feet right of the chair I was sitting in. As I'm looking at the telly I hear distinct sound of a round being chambered. As I turn to him yelling its hot, its hot, KA-BLAM! Right past me and into the book cabinet. Glass all over the place. His wife (upstairs) is hysterical. He told her he was shooting a blank. Almost crapped all over myself. He is yelling..."why didn't you tell me it was hot." My response..."it wasn't until you chambered one." About a month later I traded it to him for a custom .280.
.25 cal. - I had taken it to the range and once again forgot to clear the weapon. I had pulled it outta my closet when I heard my daughter (9-10) coming down the hall way. I quickly stuck it in my vest/jacket pocket as she entered the bedroom asking me to go to KFC to get something for her. As I'm walking towards KFC I remembered that the gun was in my right pocked. I stuck my hand in, grabbed the trigger and a round went through hitting a nickel on the way out, blew a hole through my pocket, struck the pavement, and then the building. Fortunately it was a cold evening and almost everybody was at home/inside. There were some people driving by but their windows were up and they didn't hear it. I was shaking like a leaf as I walked through the door about 5 minutes later.
Ruger P89 9mm - At home by myself. I pulled my 9mm outta the closet and jacked a round into the chamber. I know?????? My intent was to hit the de-cock but I squeezed the trigger instead. Hole in bedroom floor! I managed to fix and cover before my wife got home. Since the last incident I check, double check, and check again to MAKE SURE everything is unloaded!
Here is another one with a XD-45 I used to own/carry. I had it on me when I went to a friends house. We were talking firearms and he asked to see the 45. I had a full clip in it but the chamber was clear. I was sitting in a chair across the room from him beside his book cabinet. No more than 6 feet between us. The cabinet was about two feet right of the chair I was sitting in. As I'm looking at the telly I hear distinct sound of a round being chambered. As I turn to him yelling its hot, its hot, KA-BLAM! Right past me and into the book cabinet. Glass all over the place. His wife (upstairs) is hysterical. He told her he was shooting a blank. Almost crapped all over myself. He is yelling..."why didn't you tell me it was hot." My response..."it wasn't until you chambered one." About a month later I traded it to him for a custom .280.
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