I've not been truly cut and bloodied, but I got whacked by a scope on a 700 XCR in .338 RUM hard enough to require an immediate trip to the chiropractor. It hit me hard enough to knock the atlas joint out triggering an instant headache so bad I had trouble not puking before I could walk to my truck.
Another time I was shootin' digger squirrels with a buddy's .458 and cast bullets. No prob. He slipped in a jacketed 510 grain factory bullet. Prob.
Another bad one I got ahold of was a SS Ruger #1 in .375. Somehow I got the point of the stock on top of a tendon near the base of my collar bone and when the gun went off I felt something crunch. I managed to keep the gun up on the bench but I hit the ground on my knees trying to heave. Couldn't shoulder a rifle for about 3 weeks afterwards.
Another real bitey one was a drilling I owned, 12x12x.35 WCF, about 7-1/2 pounds, with a steel butt plate. It wasn't any fun.
Funny thing, I don't own any of those guns anymore. Imagine that.
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