Tinka Hits Her Target

So, I go to this shooting range at a private club outside Los Angeles… Real guns, real bullets, all real. Too real. Every shotgun sound around me made me twitch. Every single time. Welcome to the Wild Wild West, I ventured. Just a thought that these real bullets could kill someone or kill me resulted in me being very, very iffy and afraid. And very respectful of these iron “toys”…
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