Gotta say getting scoped is about the fastest way for me to loose my **** and get medieval on a person.
I bet the two individuals who last did it to me still cringe at the memory. And the last one who let his muzzle point my way has less than fond memory's of the bruise his rifle barrel left on his forehead.
Being shot is no fun even if as in my case it was an almost totally expended .22 bullet in the leg. 47 years later and I can still feel where it hit.
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