now, just imagine you had left the .357 with the flashlight.. hhehe man.. when i was 22 i went hunting for the first time alone, in the deep woods of state land, which i didnt know for jack shet. anyways.. bottom line.. i will never go into the woods or out of the woods when its PITCH black with or without a gun ever again.. every twig you herd crack, you thought it was a damn bear..
hahah what a chiken.. bok bok... im talking about my story. yours? i woulda had a heart attack on the spot