I found out something about myself I never thought I would experience. I blame it all on my boyfriend.
I thoroughly enjoy shooting. I don’t mean shooting photos, shooting the breeze, I mean shooting guns.
Guns have always been scary, and they should be scary. They are very dangerous if you don’t know how to use them, and can easily hurt or kill someone in the wrong hands. Also as an African-American female I’ve always had some hesitations to having a gun. Something about being black and guns just don’t go together, even if done through the proper legal channels.
Anyway my boyfriend likes to shoot. He likes to go to the indoor and outdoor ranges and he likes to go to some competitions. Let’s just say I’m not the only thing that turns him on.
With him I’ve gotten to experience different types of firearms, and to understand what it means to conceal carry. Now, I haven’t made the leap to owning a gun or concealed carrying though it might be an option in the future. We’ll see! Until next time
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