First time I ever went to a pigeon shoot I bought five practice birds to "see what this was all about". With my old MX-8 I proceeded to drop all five dead inside the ring. As I walked out a buddy looked at me and said "This may well be the worst thing that has ever happened to you". However, I found my success to be very short lived when, awhile later that morning, I shot my first crank.
My life shotgunning could be described as being long periods of mediocrity interspersed with brief flashes of brilliance. Very few flashes, I might add.
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