Years ago when I first got my license, I was shooting on a friends farm out at Whitford (backs onto forest) with my .22 (shooting subs).
Took a shot on a running hare (shooting away from forest), missed, a round hit a wire fence, did almost a 135 degree turn and went back over my head into the forest.
No worries I thought (after the scare to me) until a mounbtain biker came out 30 min later and accused me of shooting at him.
He calmed down once I told him what had happened, but I still could have been in the sh*t.
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