Our dad took us out the other day and showed us how to fire a gun. Lynae had been asking him for some time and so we all trucked out behind our grandparents' house and took our first shots. Dad had put a plastic antifreeze bottle off in the distance for target practice. Lynae, Dana, and I all skimmed the top cap, but never really hit it. Dad took one shot and hit it dead center. Clearly, we have to practice.
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