When I was 14. One of my older brothers & I were going to go pheasant hunting one Fall day. Bro decides to invite a new friend of his along. Bro & his friend were both 17. That guy had never been hunting or handled a firearm. So my bother shown him how to operate the 12ga shotgun. He also instructed him about safely using it. I believe we were using number #2 shot. We spread a part probably around 40 yards give or take.
We started walking a harvested corn field. New guy was walking between my brother & I. Moments later a rooster flushed. Right near the new guy. I heard it flush. Then I panned quickly to my immediate left. Here came that rooster right at me around head high. A second later I see the new guy swing on that bird. I seen him swing & aim. Right at my head. I quickly spun 180. Then dropped down into a lotus position. Then tucked my head forward & down. I knew part of his shotgun pattern. Was going to hit me. BANG, around 1/2 dozen pellets hit my back. All of the rest of that blast pattern went over my head & around me. Around 1/2 dozen pellets. Penetrated my old canvas parka, my sweatshirt & T-shirt. The pellets stuck in my flesh. They felt like hot wasp stings. I yelled, then rolled over & up onto my feet. Peeling my cloths off of my chest. I yelled at my brother to come help me. Dig the pellets out of my back. My brother used his thumbnail, to dig the pellets out. After all of that. I quickly put my clothes back on. I was going to gun butt his friend in the face. For shooting me I was very angry. My brother stepped in & stopped me.
We started walking a harvested corn field. New guy was walking between my brother & I. Moments later a rooster flushed. Right near the new guy. I heard it flush. Then I panned quickly to my immediate left. Here came that rooster right at me around head high. A second later I see the new guy swing on that bird. I seen him swing & aim. Right at my head. I quickly spun 180. Then dropped down into a lotus position. Then tucked my head forward & down. I knew part of his shotgun pattern. Was going to hit me. BANG, around 1/2 dozen pellets hit my back. All of the rest of that blast pattern went over my head & around me. Around 1/2 dozen pellets. Penetrated my old canvas parka, my sweatshirt & T-shirt. The pellets stuck in my flesh. They felt like hot wasp stings. I yelled, then rolled over & up onto my feet. Peeling my cloths off of my chest. I yelled at my brother to come help me. Dig the pellets out of my back. My brother used his thumbnail, to dig the pellets out. After all of that. I quickly put my clothes back on. I was going to gun butt his friend in the face. For shooting me I was very angry. My brother stepped in & stopped me.