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When I lived in central California, we used to be able to drive 5 minutes out of town and we would be in a dry riverbed with very high sand dune sides. All the locals would shoot in this dry riverbed. One day aabout 5 of us were firing away at an old abandoned car left in the riverbed when we saw some old tires on one of the banks...we switched to center punching the tires when two of the guys went head over heels in a somersault.
Apparently, both of them caught slow moving slug ricochets coming off the "hubcaps." They both had welts on their shins from those hunks of metal, but we kept on shooting, but from within a trench.
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