‘Tis the time of year when many hunters prepare for the chase by sighting in a rifle. Please, please, please know your target, what is behind it, never put your finger on the trigger until your quarry is in the sights, be careful to not simply jerk the trigger and hope it went somewhere near where you were pointing, etc. Oh, and don’t forget all of that when you are actually in the field. Remember, a good day hunting means that the deer are the only casualties:
Lisa Long was driving through Cass County farm country Tuesday when somebody — maybe a mile or more away — pulled the trigger on a high-powered rifle.
The bullet zipped over fields and pasture from the south as Long’s car traveled west from her aunt’s house. The two would meet at a point on 307th Street at precisely the same instant.
Not only that, Long’s driver-side window was down six inches or so and the bullet was at the perfect trajectory to enter the opening as she drove past that point at 40 mph.
The slug tore through her cheek, exited her mouth, then plopped onto the floorboard of the 1998 Ford Taurus.
Coincidence? Some might think so. I’ve a feeling that people on both ends of that ballistics event might be thinking more seriously about matters than previously. I’m glad no one was killed.
Again, please be careful.