Our middle grandson really made points with me last fall....
He’d been out shooting with SIL and came across AN ENTIRE BOX worth of WinMag brass that some fool had left after (I guess) sighting in.
I even offered to let the boy fire off one of ‘em after I’d reloaded them, but he just squinted at me and allowed as how he would like to grow another foot and seventy pounds before he strapped on that deal.
Smart kid.
Can’t imagine where he got all that sense. I always had to bust my butt before I’d figure out things like that.
My boy would shoot till his shoulder was purple.
I’d say why didn’t you stop? LOL