8x68
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Not a handloading issue per se, but one of the worst moments of my life and I still nearly break out in a sweat just thinking about it. I was shooting a semi auto PSL (Dragunov) in 7.62x54 at the range and had a double. Never really figured out exactly what happened but there ended up being some brass stuck in the chamber area and rounds would not fully seat. So took it home and apart. My boy had come in the garage to watch what I was doing and in the process of fiddling around trying to get a round to seat, mind you the gun is apart but the trigger and hammer are still operable! So with the cover off, basically an AK action, I had a LIVE round in the chamber that was fully seated as I had finally got the errant chunks of brass cleaned out. For some reason and I may never know why, it occurred to me that if I let the hammer drop, I would be able to see if all was OK. Well, all was OK but for I still have a live round in the chamber! BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You know that feeling when you know you just did something you may regret forever?? I had that feeling. I literally threw the gun down and ran outside to make sure I didn't kill someone. The 150 FMJ bullet left the gun, went thru both hull sides of a boat I had just finished building, thru the garage door, bounced off the hood of my F250 in the driveway, right into my WIFES TAURUS wagon, thru the closed passenger side window, thru the back seat and finally expended itself in the cargo area!!! Now that's penetration!! I was so horrified I nearly cried. Across the street the neighbors were entertaining and they were OUTSIDE when the round went off. I looked at them, and didn't hear any screaming or see any blood, then my wife came outside. Well when all were accounted for, I nearly lost it. I was so afraid I might have killed someone. I shook for the rest of the day and was depressed for a week. I hope to never be so careless again. It only takes a split second of inattention and focus to have a disaster. The gun has not ever had another issue. Guess I fixed whatever it was.
My goodness! Someone was lucky!
Not quite the same but I used to have a M1 carbine. Wasn't old enough to drive yet (but could have a gun...figure that one out). We lived in a city in a fairly decent size house with an empty basement....I'm guessing you know where this is going. We had a large old moving box full of scrap wood....yes you were right this is going exactly where you thought it would. Well I closed up the house, and turned the stereo on real loud. Had a 20 round mag that I put 10 rounds in. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. There seemed to be a lot of dust flying from behind the box on the 6th round. I moved the box........f**k there was 6 large saucer sized holes in the wall. I put the box back and never said a word to anyone. When we were packing up to move a few years later my dad saw said holes and went ballistic. He asked me what had happened. Well....It's like this I said; some of the weights that I was weightlifting with came off the bar and smacked the wall (pretty good huh?). His look said I was full of s**t but I guess it was plausible enough that the story saved my life. I told him what really happened a couple of years ago....you see...I can out run him now. Time between a teenager being a complete idiot and fessing up was about 35yrs.