I fired a gun for the first time at a shooting range a couple of weeks ago. I only wanted to do it to find out what the crack was and I just don't understand the love and excitement. What freaked me the most was buying 50 bullets in a supermarket for a mere $7 with less grief than buying beer. I can't believe that age 34 I have to show my passport as did anyone stood near me even if they weren't buying beer. My travelling companion was even asked to speak french lest he was carrying a fake french passport.
Driving on the wong side of the road in an automatic though, now that's scary.
Bod 
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