One Summer for 2-1/2 months we used them as Paint Ball Guns are used today. No pellet Rifles, only cock and shoot one pump.
We had a RR Track that went through and we started playing war with them, boots, helmet of some sorts, heavy coat and jeans. Started out my 3 brothers and two cousins and grew to 9- 10 on each team from neighbors on the next two farms. Ages 7 to 15/16. Two Rules. No head shots, no shots within 10 feet. It was a blast till the man who raised us, he was biological Father to the youngest Brother. He was too young to play.
Another team was charging us over the RR Tracks and there he set on his horse. He got off, everyone stopped. He said everyone come here. We all gathered around, one by one he broke every one of the 14-15 BB Guns in half and ruined em. Told the other boys go home and tell there Parents what he did. Told my two cousins, 3 bothers and I to run to the barn a mile away through the woods. After he exercised his Roping Horse, he came to the barn, cared for his horse. Then whipped the **** out of us and cousins and never said a word. Hour later Mom called us for Supper.
That’s my BB Gun Story.
We had a RR Track that went through and we started playing war with them, boots, helmet of some sorts, heavy coat and jeans. Started out my 3 brothers and two cousins and grew to 9- 10 on each team from neighbors on the next two farms. Ages 7 to 15/16. Two Rules. No head shots, no shots within 10 feet. It was a blast till the man who raised us, he was biological Father to the youngest Brother. He was too young to play.
Another team was charging us over the RR Tracks and there he set on his horse. He got off, everyone stopped. He said everyone come here. We all gathered around, one by one he broke every one of the 14-15 BB Guns in half and ruined em. Told the other boys go home and tell there Parents what he did. Told my two cousins, 3 bothers and I to run to the barn a mile away through the woods. After he exercised his Roping Horse, he came to the barn, cared for his horse. Then whipped the **** out of us and cousins and never said a word. Hour later Mom called us for Supper.
That’s my BB Gun Story.