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otto78 ยท M
Reminds me of the Christmas when Dad got me a recurve bow. I think I was 14. We'd shoot in the backyard at a homemade target. At times the neighbor's house, at the bottom of a hill beyond our backyard, got hit. Fortunately it was brick with few windows. Our (mostly Dad's) arrows just shattered on impact.
I had to get one of those arm guards too.
I had to get one of those arm guards too.