Have you ever been shot?

[ultrarunner]

Reading this thread has made me vow to stay out of the woods when it is open season!

 

[milkman636]

Never serious. First time was with a BB gun also when I was probably around 10-11 years old. Another genius and I were walking down the dirt road I grew up on and shooting at stuff litterred in the ditches. One of his BBs ricocheted off the shoulder of the road and caught me in the leg.

The next time was later in my teen years when my brother and I were rabbit hunting an old abandoned dairy farm. Were were beating the brush in an overgrown pature when I caught a glipse of another hunter pointing his shotgun my way. I looked down just in time to see the shot bouncing off my wool hunting jacket and the brim of my hat. I was fortunate that he was probably around 100 yds away and using light loads. Looking down a shotgun barrel scared the crap out of me even at that distance. After that I started shopping for a beagle so people would know there was another hunter around.

 

[300UGUY]

When I was a supervisor in a factory, I had a employee who went hunting with his wife and his best friend. A bullet smacked into a tree about a inch from his head. He looked up to see his "friend" lining up a 2nd shot!! His wife and buddy had planned to kill him. They ended up in jail. He would never go hunting again.

 

[mjarrels]

Not me... I've had a few scuds fired my way, all missed, ships can move. When I was about 14, three of us kids were deer hunting and one of my frineds 30-30 went off by accident and he killed my best friend who was about 14 years old. This was early Dec, dead before he hit the ground with a shot thru the heart. I still visit his grave every few years and this happened about 45 years ago.

mark

 

[KPark]

Short answer - yes (not serious, and by my own stupidity). I was trying alternative means of discharge without using a gun and shot myself in the leg as a child. My older brother and I used to fight with BB guns (and darts and slingshots and...), but we had rules to stay away from the head and genitals. We figured anything else was fixable. My ancestry played much more deadly than we did - and survived.

On another note - accidents will happen regardless of the object, be it gun or chainsaw or hammer or back-hoe or whatever. You can only prevent events that you know about or can imagine might happen. Many people don't have a very good imagination and so can't see what MIGHT happen in a given situation. Even people with good imaginations probably won't see ALL the possible bad things that could happen. Fortunately, more training happens in gun safety than in things like hammer, nail-gun, chainsaw, or whatever safety.

Might be nice if more focus went into driving safety. These tourists are horrible. . . :laughing:

 

[stuckmotor]

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How is it possible to mistake a human as a deer? I could never understand that. Alcohol wouldn't even make a man look like a deer. LSD? Even stupidity isn't an excuse.

In that particular area they hunt deer with dogs. As I understand it, hunters are stationed along a route where hunting dogs are likely to drive the deer. The hunters are supposed to be out of one another's line of fire. I think that my uncle saw something moving through the bushes and shot it. My family often wore brown kaki hunting clothes which are a similar color to a deer. I could be mistaken and it could be that somehow, they got too close together and that the buck shot went passed a deer and into my cousin. Another occurance of someone thinking that a person was a deer, came in an account that I read of a hunter who thought he saw a white tail and shot it. The white tail turned out to be a woman who was wearing white mittens or gloves as she hung out the wash. The tragedy often comes down to people shooting before fully recognizing their target.

 

[Pilot]

Shot at, they missed me, but hit my father, almost killing him and hit my brother in the hand.

A few guys tried to crash a party, they were asked to leave, which they did. One went crying to a buddy, they got liquored up, drove by later after almost everyone had gone and started shooting thru the front window with a .22 semiauto rifle, emptied the magazine. Bullets whizzing everywhere. Hit Dad in the thigh, cutting both a major vein and an artery which run side by side, as well as 2 hits in the belly. He started bleeding out fast. Mom, remembering her first aid training from 15 years before, put pressure on the leg wound, which saved his life.

The city ran the ambulance service and the unit was on it's way back to the fire station, passing our house about 4 blocks away. After telling the cops what happened, I went to the ER and they had given my brother a shot for pain and left him on a gurney while they worked on Dad nearby. When I arrived, my brother said he heard one of the docs say he didn't think Dad would make it--but the doc was wrong. I don't remember if they removed the bullet in his leg, but the ones in his belly had shattered and left little pieces which weren't worth going after.

Got a call from the cops at about 4:30 in the morning; they had the perps who had confessed.

 

[Pilot]

Shot at, they missed me, but hit my father, almost killing him and hit my brother in the hand.

A few guys tried to crash a party, they were asked to leave, which they did. One went crying to a buddy, they got liquored up, drove by later after almost everyone had gone and started shooting thru the front window with a .22 semiauto rifle, emptied the magazine. Bullets whizzing everywhere. Hit Dad in the thigh, cutting both a major vein and an artery which run side by side, as well as 2 hits in the belly. He started bleeding out fast. Mom, remembering her first aid training from 15 years before, put pressure on the leg wound, which saved his life.

The city ran the ambulance service and the unit was on it's way back to the fire station, passing our house about 4 blocks away. After telling the cops what happened, I went to the ER and they had given my brother a shot for pain and left him on a gurney while they worked on Dad nearby. When I arrived, my brother said he heard one of the docs say he didn't think Dad would make it--but the doc was wrong. I don't remember if they removed the bullet in his leg, but the ones in his belly had shattered and left little pieces which weren't worth going after.

Got a call from the cops at about 4:30 in the morning; they had the perps who had confessed.

 

[dmccarty]

Some of these stories are like mine.

A few years ago I was running a chain saw on the north side of the house. I was wearing bright orange chaps and a bright orange helmet. The kids were in the back yard, west side of the house, playing. I heard something over the chainsaw noise, paused but did not hear anything, so went back to work. I finished up and when walking back to the barn I heard another shot and saw these two idiots on my land. From my vantage point they had been shooting at me, my kids or towards the neighbors. The could see our house, likely could hear the kids and if they could not see me they certainly could hear the saw. After getting the kids inside, I grabbed a few things, and walked out to have a talk with Mutt and Jeff. They gave me the usual lies that their daddy had hunted this land and they had permission. They had just walked in past a tree with a big yellow posted sign and since I owned the land their little lies were not going far. After our chat they have never come back. Theses idiots were shooting into tree rat nests to see what would fall out. They were danged lucky they did not shoot someone.

When I was a kid I had a BB gun similar to Ralphies except not as jazzed up. :laughing: I got it at a local hardware store when I was 5-6. I know I have had a few BB bounce back and hit me over the years but not many. When I was 12ish, the gun jammed for some reason. I don't think it had ever jammed before or since. I went to unscrew the muzzle to see what was wrong and had my hand over the barrel. DUH. Sure enough, the BB gun fire and hit the palm of my hand. Stunk like heck and left a mark but that was all. :thumbsup:

I have had pieces of bullets bounce back off of steel targets and hit me. Just stung a bit.

The worst one was on a range in FLA. The range was in a swamp. Very nice range but if you walked off three of the four sides of the range you would be in a swamp. One night during qualifications the humidity was unreal. You could see your breath and steam rising from our bodies. It was NOT cold and I have never seen anything like this before or since. It was so humid our safety glasses would instantly fog so we took them off to keep shooting. A short woman was shooting a revolver to my left. Right after we took of the glasses, her next round sent a piece of metal that hit below my left eye. If I had been a bit shorter, or if she had been a bit taller, my eye would have been hit. I had been shooting next to her for days and that was the first time something hit me. She had fired closed to 1,000 rounds at that point and nothing had hit me. I took off my glasses and ping something hits me and not the glasses. :shocked:

Later,
Dan

 

[tomd999]

Hiya,

I have 2 incidents to share:

1) While attending a bowling pin match, standing well behind the line, someone shooting a 44 mag hit the rail on the edge of the table, I watched as the bullet came back at me in what seemed like slowmotion and strike me on the top of my foot. Even through my boot, it really hurt and I swear that I could hear the slap of it impacting. It left a welt about an inch and 1/2" that stayed for several months.

2) While at an indoor range, someone 3 stalls down for me was trying out a Mauser Broomhandle in 30 Mauser, of course it jammed, the idiot held it sideways pointing to the stalls to his left, it went off, hit the target crank, the bullet deflected down, bounced up off the cement floor, went through the bottom of the left foot of the person to the right of me, out the top of his foot, passed about 3" in back of my kidney area and imbeded in the wall on the side of me. I watched the guy with the shot foot go down like a ton of bricks and calmly walked out to the range officer and said "Ummm, some guy just got shot" walked back in, packed up my 45 and got out of Dodge as the police were getting to the main gate. No need to get into that scene.

My 2 cents,

Tom