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my best shot was when i was 17 and down a lane at the back of the shops i aimed and i shot all over gemma burkes face :icon_redface:

 

what calibre did you use mate. a lil .22 rimmy yeah :whistling::whistling::whistling:

no pal a single barrell hammer action great recoil off it lol

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There's been a few.

 

One of my best was with a woodcock at the start of last season,

We were driving the bird's with a L drive, I was the last man infront.

A woodcock got up behind me and flew down the whole line- infront of 3 guns.

6 shot's later, It flew past my left shoulder about 10 yard's out and turned broadside with me.

I missed with the first and got it with the second.

Most of my best shot's with a shotgun has been at a woodcock :)

 

My best with the air rifle was a bunny facing me at 68 yard's

High wind, It hit directly on the forehead backleg's twitched and was stone dead :)

I wouldnt reccomend shooting that distance with a .177 But i hit it so well because one of my target's i was

shooting at was sitting a yard behind the bunny B)

 

cheer's

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Out lamping with my mates dogs about 10 years ago, i had my single 20b in case of a chance at a fox. We walked past a wood and a couple of pigeons flew out, my mate put the lamp on one and i shot it without even thinking. Totally instinctive shot, didnt even get the gun into my shoulder - i dont know who was more suprised, him, me or the pigeon! :D

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My best and most memorable shot is a left and right snipe shot. excellent day from what I remember :clapper: :clapper:

 

If that was anything like the Snipe I know, that was some shooting!! :thumbs:

 

 

It was about 10 years ago I remember them being like exocets split second timing with a cogswell side by side,I was well happy.

:hunter: :hunter:

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I have a couple more, well three if you count someonelses shot. I will qualify to say we were right little buggers in the poaching/countryside arena. I would not post these if I did not think they were "spent"

 

Actually I've now thought of 4 that will stay with me forever, are sumwhat humerous, but belong to times past.

 

The M1 motorway was driven through our "beat" in the mid 60's. At the same time we got hold of a real nice crossbow. Set some cans up on the boundary fence to the motorway. No problem untill one shot glanced a rail and ricochet off high and long and embedded the bolt in a canvas sided wagen headed south. Often wondered what the reaction was when they unloaded the truck down south. No wonder they refer to the north as bandit country.

 

At the same time I had a longbow, american flatbow to be totally correct. Matey borrowed the bow as he wanted to shoot a woody as it came back to the nest. I stood for about ten mins then there was twang and at the same time a clack in the tree I was leaning against. The arrow was well embedded in the tree 12" above my head.

 

Shortly after we got our first shotgun, no real controls back then, we were still young teenagers. It was a number 3 garden gun. The guy that owned the gun along with myself decided to test it. We set up a tea cup on a tea towel at the base of his staircase. The gun worked. So out the next weekend we shot a few tin cans, oil drums etc, then some smart arse said he could count the number of shot coming from the gun, only about 9. We gave him about 20 to 25 yds and then shot at his retreating arse.. The wealds on his backside proved him wrong at least tenfold.

 

This one was my responsibility, the same longbow as mentioned earlier. Gang of lads playing about on the football field one weekend morning. Standing in the goal mouth someone shouted run Fred, we'll give you 10 second start. Fred ran, straight for the opposite goal. I had the bow, luckily loaded with a very blunt brass pointed arrow. The shot was too real, from the time I let go I new I had him.

He was just about on the opposite end penalty spot when the arrow got him. Straight between the shoulder blades. He dropped like a stone.

 

As one we all raced off. we picked him up off the deck with the arrow still sticking out of his back. Luckily bit had only gone through the outer and inner layers of his douffle coat hood.

 

The last one I witnessed but took no part in. Only a few years ago I was at a f8und raising event for our archery club. We were giving a demonstration in the grounds of the parish church. One of our guys, a good shot, and respected member of the club, took a shot at the round(straw target). The arrow glanced the top outside edge and careered of and through a stained glass window of the church. It hit a pregnant woman in the belly. She was fine, unhurt, the arrow was spent. The insurance claim was for the SG window only thank god.

 

Excepting the last item, and I know these are not all directly related to shooting, hopefully this post will give an insight into what w egot up to a few years ago.

 

Disclaimer is that NO ONE was hurt in these incidents, god knows how, and that of my old mates, all now about 60, one died in a traffic accident, one gone due to drink, the rest of us are still out and about, shooting, fishing and appreciating the countryside more than ever.

 

And if any authoritive figures read this:

 

I lied. :clapper::clapper::clapper::clapper:

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