I think I mentioned when I was a young teen, we were fishing at the local lake, and an older kid cast over a hanging log about 20-30 feet away and snagged the hook. Hanging from the hook about 10" down was a BB spit-shot sinker, then his bobber, then the line back to the reel. He wasn't getting it back and was about to snap it off when I asked him if I could see his BB gun, which he never let me touch. I said "I'll shoot the BB and at least you'll get your bobber back. He laughed at me and so did the other kids with us like "Yeah, right!"
I convinced him to let me try. He finally relented. I pumped it up, took aim while resting on a log, fired, and POP! I hit that sinker! Not only that, but the force knocked the hook off the log, the whole hook, line and sinker fell to the water. Everyone was stunned. I handed him back his BB gun. He reeled in the line and there was a dent in the split-shot that everyone but me looked at in amazement.
They all said it was luck. I knew it was skill. I'd been on a rifle team for a year. On a 50 foot indoor range the 10 ring is .22 caliber. I frequently shot 50 point targets. To me, it was no big deal, but from then on, I was legend in the neighborhood.
And that was the best shot I ever made