Had the opportunity to fire a .22 rifle at a Boy Scout Camp range when young. Five rounds.
Coolest thing in the world. (And pretty much the only thing I ever like about scouting)
“...Coolest thing in the world. ...”
It is, indeed.
First rifle I ever fired was my Uncle’s M1 Garand. I was 11. It was an awesome experience, and I swore that would be the first rifle I’d buy when I was old enough.
And it was.