Had a similar intro to centre fires. At 16 with only shooting with 22 pea rifle, father presents me with a BSA Majestic Feather weight in 3006
and a sock full of 180gr round nose bombs.
Laying prone at the range I squeeze off, (read jerk) and send one down wind.
Should’ve held it tighter! Me ears were ringing, me eyes were filling with blood and tears from the old”weatherby eyebrow”,
and one pair of undies were well past their use by date
Never did develop a flinch, more like a lurch, but did manage to control it after about too many years.
Welcome to centre fires young fella!
Cheers MG
If it flies, floats or f#cks, your better off to rent it
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