Well, growing up, we had woods with a creek & lots of cool trails, pretty good size area too, well a guy who was about 5 years older. This guy thought it was fun to shoot his 4/10 shot gun at us in the woods, we were very lucky he never hit any one. Then, when I was 18 or 19, I was going for a ride on one of my BMX race bikes (I still do this, at age 41) and some guys in a truck pulled over jumped out, pointed what looked like a 38 and shot me directly in the chest
Turned out to be a salt load, and it burned like hell, not to mention scared the hell out of me. This was just the way red necks like to have fun.
