McKay and I along with our good friends the Zollingers went on a shooting escapade up Hobble Creek. It kind of freaked me out because there was about 20 other people shooting in the same place. To my left a group of brothers trying to show off how manly they are by shooting the loudest gun and to my right was a group of 10 deacons shooting guns. I serioulsy thought I wasn't going to get out of that canyon alive that night with all of the flying bullets. Guns scare me. I hate how they kick back, so the only gun I'll shoot is the .22.
Poor Fernando, this who we shot during our session. And that was McKay's old computer monitor. I'm glad we were able to put it to good use.