So we had a family reunion a couple weeks ago. I had a bottle of tannerite and had never gotten to use it, and the reunion was right near a very big forest. As far as I know, there aren't any guns in my family. Not that my family is anti-gun or anything, but it was just never an issue.
So I grabbed a couple of my younger cousins (early 20s) and we headed for the woods with the tannerite and my SKS. I had two guy cousins and one girl cousin there, and my one cousin's girlfriend came with us.
So we took turns shooting at some pop cans, everyone had fun. My one cousin was an instant convert ("I just GOTTA get me an assault rifle!") Even the girls had fun.
Before anyone shot, I made sure they had their safety glasses and ear plugs, I showed them how the rifle worked and told them the 4 commandments of gun safety--never point it at anything you don't want to shoot, never put your finger inside the trigger guard until you're ready to shoot, etc. etc..
Well, there was one, unwritten rule that never occured to me to vocalize. I had set up the tannerite on a downed tree stump. My shot hit just underneath it and knocked it off the stump. Since the tannerite was a good ways off, I turned to my cousin (still 8 rounds in the mag and one in the chamber) and said, "Here, hold the rifle while I go reset the target so I don't have to carry it out there and back." I passed him the gun with the muzzle pointed at the sky. He reaches for it and grabs it by--THE BARREL! I saw him grabbing it there, and at the same time it registered in my mind that he was grabbing a very fucking hot piece of metal, I let go of the rifle to pass it to him.
Of course, he drops it in surprise when the barrel burned his hand (dumb-ass!) the rifle hit the ground butt first and then fell into the dirt. Everyone there about shit a brick cuz they were afraid it would go off. Luckily, I had the safety on, but goddamn...I shudder to think what would happen if the safety hadn't been on and a twig or tree branch found its way inside the trigger guard.
Overall, it was a fun day--I did win a couple converts to "our side" and I also learned a new rule to make very explicit to any future newbies that I take out shooting with me. "Don't touch the damn barrel! It is HOT!"
This story wasn't as dramatic as that guy who posted photos of the holes in his roommate's hand, but it was a lesson well-learned for me. Maybe in the future, this lesson will help at least one of you keep your drawers clean when you take a newbie shooting.
-Nick Viejo.