TUBOB: You’ll Shoot His Eye Out

So, anyhow, here’s the real story - when I was a youngster, pre-pubertal, probably 11 or 12, me and my brother and some other kids had a “BB gun war” in this big grassy dirt trailed field over by the long gone “Early Dawn Dairy” in the part of the Spokane Valley I growed up in. We teamed up with our little Daisy BB rifles and CO2 cartridge powered pistols (no pump action deadly Crosman pellet cannons allowed!) and shot at each other. It wasn’t all that complicated, all that tactical, all that hiding behind (stuff), mostly we just spread out and crouched and tried to blast our opponents. Now, if you’ve never been shot by a BB gun, well good for you, but they do sting like a SOB. Close up. They don’t have a lot of velocity or distance and they don’t shoot real straight. So you pop away and never hit anyone unless you get real close and in a big grassy field with no real cover, no trees, no rusting hulks of automobiles, no herds of reindeer, well it wasn’t too dangerous. Except/ TUBOB . More here .

Question: Did you own a BB gun as a kid? Did you hit anything of note with it?