Thread: I wasn't seriously expecting to hit it.........Fluke shots.

Had a plover lined up on my old 10 acres, Stirling semi, about 100 metres. Just as I let the shot go it’s mate ran in front of it a took the shot.
Night shooting with a farmer, he picked the head of a rabbit up at about 100 metres, shoulder the rifle and the farmer scoffed “ shit you’ll never hit that” straight thru the head dead. He looked at me and said he’d never doubt me again.
Shooting .22 on the Gladstone pistol club range on the old 70 metre range and a lone quail walked out under the cans, someone said shoot it, I took it’s head clean off, impressed the shit out of everybody!
Out on a Sunday drive as a young kid and my dad decides to shoot some rabbits with a Remington single shot target master .22 with open sights. Says he’d better sight it first, we were at the “Cliffs” out the back of Carterton. Leans on a fence post and aims at a kingfisher about 70 metres, took its head off, I was most impressed.
Walking across a paddock at Kaituna, just behind the old apiary, both with hammer shotguns, coming to the end of the pines, my mate decides to cock his hammers, greasy thumb slips and fires a barrel leaving a hole in the grass about a foot in front of me. I was not impressed! But we changed our habits on cocking hammer guns!