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This happened on the range Haiti 1997 to an Alpha Co. troop. The 5.56 casing ejected and landed on his neck. It rolled under his collar and it just held there burning. We were prone and it just sat there on his neck. I really couldn't stop laughing. I laughed uncontrollably.
 
Fortunately I only write ( and failed miserably trying to learn guitar) left handed. Although when I hold or shoot pistols I do it right handed but revolvers seem to always go to my left hand.
 
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Left handed "gun" fail... I know what you are thinking...
 
This happened on the range Haiti 1997 to an Alpha Co. troop. The 5.56 casing ejected and landed on his neck. It rolled under his collar and it just held there burning. We were prone and it just sat there on his neck. I really couldn't stop laughing. I laughed uncontrollably.

Yea that has to suck!

It reminds me of coming down Fort Mountain into Elijay on the bike, with the wife on the back.
Red wasp hit the back of my shirt collar.
He stung me on my shoulder, I tried to reach back and crush him and he stung me in the middle of my back.
I tried to squash him again, but he fell down to where my shirt was tucked into my jeans and nailed me in the lower back!

(Meanwhile I'm trying to negotiate downhill curves and get the bike to a stop!!!)

So I pull my shirt out of my jeans, so he could get free.
And you know what he did?
Yep!
Went right down the crack of my butt and nailed me again!!!

Finally I got the bike stopped, got off it and dropped everything below the waist.
The wife was laughing hysterically and still loves telling the story, but that guy wasn't done, before I got rid of him he was trying to nail me in the jewels.
Damn Bug from HELL!
 
Yea that has to suck!

It reminds me of coming down Fort Mountain into Elijay on the bike, with the wife on the back.
Red wasp hit the back of my shirt collar.
He stung me on my shoulder, I tried to reach back and crush him and he stung me in the middle of my back.
I tried to squash him again, but he fell down to where my shirt was tucked into my jeans and nailed me in the lower back!

(Meanwhile I'm trying to negotiate downhill curves and get the bike to a stop!!!)

So I pull my shirt out of my jeans, so he could get free.
And you know what he did?
Yep!
Went right down the crack of my butt and nailed me again!!!

Finally I got the bike stopped, got off it and dropped everything below the waist.
The wife was laughing hysterically and still loves telling the story, but that guy wasn't done, before I got rid of him he was trying to nail me in the jewels.
Damn Bug from HELL!
You sure it wasn't a raisin beetle? Pics or it didn't happen...
 
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