My first deer rifle was a Remington 760 in 06 given to me by my dad when I was twelve. He made me shoot it until my shoulder was blackened and bruised. Needless to say, I developed quite a flinch and missed a few deer in anticipation of being thumped by the recoil. My younger brother on the other hand was given a .243 bolt action M700 BDL and had no problems hitting what he aimed at. Old man praised him and made fun of me for missing.
Fast forward a few years. I was now fully grown(250lbs) 6'4" and that ole 06 seemed like a toy. Every deer that stepped out within 400yds was mince meat. Old man and younger brother offered no praise, except for blurting out while trying to shoulder their rifles, " would you save one for me"?.
