Yesterday Derek and I went shooting with Jason and Brooke. I had shot a rifle before, but not a handgun like these. The first handgun Jason had us shoot, a .45, packed a serious punch and was extremely scary. Although I didn't drop the gun and start crying (Jenna!!!!), I was on edge the whole time. The second gun, a .22, was a lot softer to shoot, but the cartridges (or whatever they are called) kept flying back and falling down my shirt or hitting my forehead. See the videos below! I have some real biker-babe type scars on my chest now and understand why police women don't wear low-cut pink tops! We had a lot of fun!!
