Shotgun shells were fun.
Usuallly cans and bottles, with a quarter stuck somewhere for real "bull's-eye" practice.
When we were kids, our father would throw an old can in the river, and we'd try to sink it before it floated away. That's before litter. ;-)
At our club (Auburn Sportsman's), we can't shoot at anything other than paper targets on the club's hangers.
Usuallly cans and bottles, with a quarter stuck somewhere for real "bull's-eye" practice.
When we were kids, our father would throw an old can in the river, and we'd try to sink it before it floated away. That's before litter. ;-)
At our club (Auburn Sportsman's), we can't shoot at anything other than paper targets on the club's hangers.
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