I don't know if you have had the thrill of shooting a gun. I highly recommend it. I have never been a gun person. Growing up my dad always had guns and we would go up in the mountains and line up cans and shoot them down. I remember that I always had a healthy fear and respect for guns because my dad owned a gun that would bruise your shoulder or knock you on your can. And after all that I could never hit a target. I would try and try but I couldn't come close to hitting can or a bulls eye let alone the paper it was printed on. Guns always seemed so big and powerful and I was so small and seemed to tip over easily. I must of had a lot of fluid in my brain, I did have a large head as a child.
When I graduated last year with my MPA, as a gift my father gave a 9mm hand gun. It was one of those gifts that your receive and politely say "thank you", but in the back of your mind you are thinking, "What in the sam am I going to do with a hand gun? I can barely manage to drive safely to work. Can I be trusted with all this lead and steel?"
After, I went shooting the first time all the fears that I had as a child left. I don't know if the fluid had drained out of my head or I just got stronger but I was a pretty good shot. Don't misunderstand I still have a healthy respect for a guns and still feel the weight of having a weapon in my home, but there is also an empowering feeling of knowing how to use a gun.
So last Friday my co-workers and I went up to the range and did some shooting. It was really empowering to shoot with real life police officers. I held my own and I want to say they I earned some respect points from them. I don't like to toot my own horn, but . . toot, toot.