2 stories, both involved guys I worked with in the power plant. First guy was hunting woodchucks with his .308. He shot 3 times at a running woodchuck and hit the hood of his truck each time. Damaged the fire wall too. 2nd guy was a grumpy old phart. He and another guy were road "hunting" and the driver asked him if his rifle was loaded. He says "what do you think I am, an idiot?" as he pulls the trigger. Shoots through the floor, oil pan and oil filter. Somebody mounted that Purolator oil filter with the bullet hole through it on a plaque and every year, just before deer season it would get hung on the wall about 10' up. He could never laugh about that but we all did.
