What you shot at as a kid

My old Aurora and Revell model airplanes

Living in the Utah desert my favorites were flying grasshoppers, red wing, yellow wing and the biggest were the black wing. Flush them out of the garden and watch for them to land. Then stalk them with my Benjamin 177. Shake the bushes on the canal bank, then run down to the swimming hole and shoot them as they float by. A lot of pumping for countless tins of pellets. It's a wonder my left arm isn't oversized or worn out. 

I shot at an unfired 44 mag cartridge I found in the woods once. Jammed it into a tree knot, took aim at about 25 yards right at the primer.



notice I said once....

Oh man, nothing was really safe back then. Sparrows, Starlings, magpies, grass hoopers, mice, neighbors chickens when they would come in our yard, One winter we had a bunch of weird birds show up, cedar wax wings I found out later, I shot one to find the species. And that is the only time in my life I have ever seen them. 

My Daisy 880. Fond memories. 

I will never tell!

Back in the old days there were town dumps. Everything from tin cans to Model A Fords. Plenty to shoot at, even a rat now and then. Today's kids are missing a lot, thanks to land fills.

Rural east Arkansas low country-rivers and swamps. Snakes, turtles, and gar by the thousands in those early years. Sadly, it seems modern ag chemicals have dramatically reduced the populations of all those.

Dang. I failed first answer. Little green army men, hot wheels, birds, and sometimes at each other. Don’t ask. A few times shot myself. You can really see clearly a BB bouncing right back at you when you have young eyes. It’s looks like a small moon on the return bounce. 

Fwb 124 shot sparrows, starlings, just about anything that moved, I even shot the cable tv wire in half knocked out the tv to the whole city block back in the day! Mom and Dad came home to the cable guy fixing the wire with a few dead birds laying in the yard, boy did I get it when I got home lol!!!

Started with coke cans, would try to shoot out the "C" etc . . . We (like others it sounds) shot a lot of green army men, set them up all over the picnic table and tried shooting off limbs and their weapons 1st then totaled the bodies until they couldn't be set up again. We also liked to shoot the pollen tips on evergreens because it would make a little yellow cloud poof out. Dad shot squirrels for eating mom's roses and starlings for chasing off other birds. I shot one bird and felt real bad. Buried it and made a headstone. Didn't shoot anything else alive (except each other) after that. We also shot each other but had a two pump rule and most of us stuck to it. One of the neighbor kids figured out if we stuck a strike anywhere match in the end of the gun and fired it at an angle at the back of the stucco garage they would light. Too many pumps or to direct of an angle and the tip would shatter. Of course paper plates and empty pie tins. I am sure there is more I will remember later. Good times. Glad no one ever got hurt and we never started anything on fire.

Biggest regret. Shooting glass bottles. Currently where I live every time it rains broken glass shards can be found in yard. I never shot here, but this must be karma for what I did to others. Street lights were fun targets. 

My first was a Daisy 99, real wood stock, globe front site, peep rear site, accurate as all get out... Used to shoot flies off a brick wall with it... I got in trouble for shooting all the light switches in the garage, knocking the levers off...!!! Dad took it away... For about a week...

Ken