We have reached the woods and my grandfather caring three riffles and Jack caring one to show how to shoot. Me and Pinkie carrying water, blanket and some plastic bags to carry wet clothes and towels. I do really enjoy doing it. I never missed a shot. We collect the empty beer bottles in the woods as we walk to make them a target. After we got enough targets, we settled in a place where is not much tress and there was a log lying. We arranged the bottles on the log.
My grandfather instructed how to load the bullet in the riffles and about the safety and everything. He served seven tours at different places really made him a brave and strong man. He has very good skills in a shooting, which I hope we inherited. After all the explanation he gave Pinkie still has no clue as she just pretendi
