It was actually a 20ga shooting rifled slugs through a smooth bore barrel. I don't know how it didn't hit anything major someone sure likes me up there. The scary thing is the push was all but done and my bestfriend was the closest pusher to the timber we were standing on the edge of and he was standing 20 ft behind me and if it wasn't me that the richochet hit it could have been him. As soon as i was hit i dropped my gun and took off running for the truck which was luckily only about 200 to 250yds away bad thing was i had to go up a hill first, but my adrenaline was pumping and i just knew i had to get the hell out of that river bottom. My one buddy chased me down and met me at the truck and drove me to a nearby town where we waited for the ambulance once they got there they couldn't find and exit wound and said my right lung sounded deminished so i was freaked out and going into shock. I was for sure i was gonna die but i knew i had to be strong cause i had a new baby boy at home "and yes his name is Hunter". So once i got to the hospital in DesMoines and they said i would be fine i knew it wasn't as bad as they had thought and i had thought also.. So yes next year i just might have an oarnge bullet proof vest lmao. The gun is actually the gun i bought for my GF for a christmas gift, and my buddy just borrowed it for that season lol..