I went to the range with a friend today, and I was trying out my newly acquired 1972 29-2 N-frame Smith & Wesson 44 magnum.
Since the gun used to belong to my friends dad, my friend wanted to shoot it with me.
Right after I fire the last round of the 2nd cylinder full, my buddy grabs his forehead, and blood is gushing out. Lots of blood running down his face.
Apparently a sliver of the copper jacket ricocheted off of something or blew back and came back and got him dead center of his forehead. I was shooting Winchester white box from wally world. The shot hit the bullseye, so I know I didn't miss and hit the wall or something.
I have gone to the range probably a hundred times or more over the years, and have never seen that happen before. It was at an indoor range.
He was standing off to my right by the booth divider, so it was not like he was standing in a dumb spot.
Only a healthy nick to the skin, no big deal, but we get back to his house and his wife says "you shot my husband?!?". Then she said I should have tried harder.
Since the gun used to belong to my friends dad, my friend wanted to shoot it with me.
Right after I fire the last round of the 2nd cylinder full, my buddy grabs his forehead, and blood is gushing out. Lots of blood running down his face.
Apparently a sliver of the copper jacket ricocheted off of something or blew back and came back and got him dead center of his forehead. I was shooting Winchester white box from wally world. The shot hit the bullseye, so I know I didn't miss and hit the wall or something.
I have gone to the range probably a hundred times or more over the years, and have never seen that happen before. It was at an indoor range.
He was standing off to my right by the booth divider, so it was not like he was standing in a dumb spot.
Only a healthy nick to the skin, no big deal, but we get back to his house and his wife says "you shot my husband?!?". Then she said I should have tried harder.
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