I’ve shot pistols before, but never something like an AR-15. Squeeze lightly on the trigger and the resulting fiery deathmaking explosion of sheer firepower is horrific, humbling, deafening (even with ear protection), and blinding. One shot put both my ears and my eyes out.
The recoil tore both my arms clean off. The molten-metal brass shell casings disoriented me and flew into my face, and like some sort of evil tapeworm, burrowed into my brain, searing and scalding my flesh in a sizzling torturous manner. The smell of hellish sulfur and destruction made me vomit uncontrollably, and Satan himself appeared before me, and said, "Good, good... murder someone...". Anyone who owns such a device is clearly a sick, perverted terrorist. The explosions — loud like a nuclear bomb — gave me permanent PTSD. For at least an hour after firing the gun just a few times, I was anxious and irritable, and longed to drink the blood of infants. Guns make you eat children.
Even in semi-automatic mode, it is very simple to squeeze off one hundred thousand rounds in a picosecond, killing millions. In fully automatic mode, you will put out the sun. You don't want to put out the sun, do you?
In 60 seconds, this firearm can destroy all the life on the planet Earth, including microbes.
That’s been my experience too. When I go to the range these days I make sure I have a ride home so they can re-attach the arms. It stings a little, but it’s worth it.