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when i was 11 a bunch of us were in the woods having bb gun wars. hitting each other in the legs etc. from behind trees. when we had to go home for supper one of the kids put his rifle, one of the old red rider types, to his chest and fired it to prove it wasn't loaded. the bb went straight to his heart and he died before his mom even showed up. my stomach still knots up thinking about it.
this was just a plain old $10 lever action. but i guess beign young with soft hide and only wearing a t-shirt allowed the bb to penetrate deep enough.
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