The post below got me thinking. This is very off the wall, but we would shoot BB guns for bets in the hallway of our apt in school. Yes, I know real safe. Anyway, I had my Dad's old Red Ryder that had a plastic stock that sat in a corner for so long when he was grown the stock bent over a little. You might laugh, but if I laid down a beer bottle cap flat at the end of the hall (15 feet maybe?) I could hit it 9 out of 10 times with that Daisy. It didn't have any power obviously, but it would launch that BB at about the exact same spot every time. I know I know, beer bottle caps, shooting inside...
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dcarp
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"You'll put your eye out"..........
Remember the movie. LoL
Remember the movie. LoL
denverslim
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I was good with my ole bb gun too. I am embarrassed to admit how many small birds I killed. I would hunt and chase them down with a passion only akin to a starving pigmy. Few got passed my dead-eye.
These days, I view and admire any birds I see. I'll brake hard for small birds out on the country roads. I love to hear the meadow larks and buntings out in the prairie in the morning...slim
These days, I view and admire any birds I see. I'll brake hard for small birds out on the country roads. I love to hear the meadow larks and buntings out in the prairie in the morning...slim
old popper
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Nothing but good clean fun in those days. A lot better than snortin" coke, or cookin" meth.
Janicholson
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A friend and I were shooting clays in our front yard. I threw a clay and at about 30 yards I expected to hear a 12 gauge go off and the clay shatter. The clay shattered *actually there was a "tick" sound and the clay broke in two. (I looked at my friend with a kind of stunned look in my eyes. He was as stunned as I. My brother at about 9 years old came around from behind a shrub with a red rider and one serious grin. He remains a seriously great shot. Jim
BAnNC
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I know about the Red Rider. I got one from the 50's that still will shoot through the hole in a soda can from 25 ft. I can out shoot any of my sons fancy rifles with that one. Came from a yard sale in the 70's No brag, just fact. Love it.
Anonymous-0
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Reminds me of one day years back. Brother-in-law wanted to know if I wanted to go with him to shoot skeet. I was going as a spectator because I had shot a shotgun very little, probably less than 10 times. Was pretty good though with Dad's old 22 single shot. He talked me into shooting a round with him. He explained to me what and where to expect them each time. He said there would be 2 coming, one from each direction. I shot, but never saw the second one. I had got them both with one shot and thought I did good, but no only 1 counted. Not to bad though, I ended up getting 17 of 25 for my first and only time shooting.
When I was a kid, I had a Daisy - think it was a model 25. Cocked it by pulling the forearm back. Cocking arm was hinged in the middle, folded downward. Anyway, it was very accurate - anything that I got in the peep site was in trouble. Sure learned to shoot with that thing - wore it out! Used to buy BBs in 5# boxes, mail order from Montgomery-Ward, whenever Mother would order. Those little tubes from the hardware store just didn't last long!
fixerupper
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When I was a kid I'd go out to the barns and cattle shed with a flashlight and Daisy and shoot sparrows out of their hiding places. I got to be a pretty good shot with that thing after awhile. When I put the light on the bird there was no more than three seconds to get the shot off or the target would fly away. The cats followed me like bird dogs and would grab any bird that got anywhere close to the ground. Every time they heard the gun shoot they'd go on high alert. Starlings were too jumpy to get a good shot at but on the rare occasion I did get one, the cats wouldn't touch it. A pigeon was a real prize. There was plenty of growling among the cats over a pigeon. Jim
My brother had a Daisy Spittin' Image that looked exactly like a Remington Fieldmaster 22 that I used to shoot wasps with. My Grandmother's house had a board missing between the rafters at the top of the kitchen wall and red wasps would build a nest up in the attic and would always post a lookout at the end of the rafter,these were the big red wood wasps that would sting you just for looking at them. I would sit about 60 feet out in the yard and pick them off one by one and they never knew what hit them. Daisy never ran a second series of that rifle. The pump/slide broke on it and I was never able to get it repaired and still have the rifle. They made a second run of the Spittin' Image 1894 Winchester back in the 90s and I saw those in Kmart.
One of my upper front teeth is about half gold because a BB from a Daisy must have hit a nail head and bounced back from a wall inside a garage, to chip off the tooth. On a sad note a couple decades later, the friend who was the shooter returned from Viet Nam and took his own life-like so many others that served there.
Nathan (SD)
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Dinner time in high school was a half hour long. Most days that left 10 minutes for causing trouble. During one spring stretch, outside in the parking lot we would sit on the tailgate of one pickup and set cans,bottles, or anything we could find really on the tailgate of another pickup accross the lot and shoot with the Crossman BB gun that was in my pickup. Ocassionally shot at a stop sign in the distance. One day we hung a piece of chalk from a string. Usually 4-6 people. Just some friendly wagering. After the 5th day the superintendant came out and told me that today was the last day my BB gun was to be seen at school.
This was in 1991. I would hate to see the ruckus that would cause nowadays.
This was in 1991. I would hate to see the ruckus that would cause nowadays.
Hay hay hay
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I fell and broke the plastic stock in my Daisy BB gun, and an uncle cut a new one out of Oak, smoothed , sanded and finished it. Bet I had the only custom stocked BB gun in the state.
Dan T in MO
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Was frog huntin' with my brother one Summer afternoon. I had my Daisy powerline 880, he had a .22. He decided to take a swipe at my shooting abilities and claimed I couldn't hit a bull in the butt with a bass fiddle. I pointed out a dragonfly on the far side of the pond-about 20 yards away. I waited for him to light on a weed and squeezed the trigger. Dragonfly fell into the pond and pressumably fed a frog.
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