What was the first firearm you ever shot?

[Alan]

I am curious to hear everyone’s stories, what was the very first firearm you ever shot and how did it go?

 

[critterpicker]

My first firearm was when I was 6 or 7. My dad was left eye dominant and in those days left hand guns were pretty rare. He shot pump guns because they work well for southpaws. Dad had bought me a Daisy pump BB gun (model 25 IIRC) and told me when I could shoot out a candle (he made me a range in the basement) he would let me shoot his model 12 Remington. 22 . So one fine day I took dad to the basement and put a candle out 3 times in a row. He told me that my uncle was coming over and he would take me out shooting tomorrow. I walk outside and there is this 13 lined ground squirrel right in the back yard (we lived on a farm) so I ran to ask dad if I could use his .22 to shoot it. He was with my uncle and didn't want me to bother him,so I went and grabbed the .22 and shot that gophers. At the sound of the shot here comes dad and he is MAD. He was going to make sure that I didn't sit down for at least a week. My uncle stepped in and told dad the he had told me that I could shoot the .22 after I put out the candle. Dad cooled down and after that I had free reign of his .22.

 

[Alan]

My first firearm was when I was 6 or 7. My dad was left eye dominant and in those days left hand guns were pretty rare. He shot pump guns because they work well for southpaws. Dad had bought me a Daisy pump BB gun (model 25 IIRC) and told me when I could shoot out a candle (he made me a range in the basement) he would let me shoot his model 12 Remington. 22 . So one fine day I took dad to the basement and put a candle out 3 times in a row. He told me that my uncle was coming over and he would take me out shooting tomorrow. I walk outside and there is this 13 lined ground squirrel right in the back yard (we lived on a farm) so I ran to ask dad if I could use his .22 to shoot it. He was with my uncle and didn't want me to bother him,so I went and grabbed the .22 and shot that gophers. At the sound of the shot here comes dad and he is MAD. He was going to make sure that I didn't sit down for at least a week. My uncle stepped in and told dad the he had told me that I could shoot the .22 after I put out the candle. Dad cooled down and after that I had free reign of his .22.

That’s a fantastic story...you really earned that .22, and I love the candle test!