Dear Lola,
We went shooting today.
It was funner than I expected.
Can you imagine me with a gun? I wonder if I look as B.A. as you thought I was wielding the machete. (I bet you wish you could see me, huh?)
There was a bit of fear when I first got the 9mm in my hand. I thought the kick was going to hurt. But it wasn’t so bad.
It was my first time target shooting, but I think I did okay. My hits were mostly grouped near center mass. I only bounced a few shots off the berm.
I was a much better shot than I was expecting. I think my brother was surprised too.
I wish you had been there to see it, dear Lola. It felt like the start of something new.
