And I’m happy to say it’s my daughter, who just celebrated her 9th birthday.
She’s had a BB gun for a few years now, but this is her first real firearm, a pink Cricket .22, delivered on her birthday, Friday. She squeed.
Saturday after her party we headed over to the closest range which is an indoor facility, but they allow .22 rifles on the pistol lanes. Equipped with new ears, eyes and a cammo rifle case with pink trim, she walked into the range like she owned the place.
Since she’s been shooting a BB gun for years she already knew about sight alignment and we’d practiced operating the rifle at home so other than the noise which she wasn’t used to at all, she was ready.
Outside the range, they have a sign listing the four rules, she turned to me and said, “Daddy! The four rules!” (Woohoo!)
At our lane she insisted on doing everything herself, including hanging the targets. She was fascinated with the target trolly.
The noise bothered her and she was a bit nervous but after her first shot hit inside the 10 ring she was all smiles. She frequently rushed her shot and missed the red circle, but all her shots were on the paper so I consider it a complete success.
She was having so much fun she didn’t want to leave.
When we were in the local Academy buying her rifle case she saw a pink 10/22 and said, “That’s the one I want next!” Also, she REALLY wanted to try my .40 XD, but her hands are still too small to hold it well and still reach the trigger.
Go ahead and cry Sarah Brady, here’s another generation of shooter you won’t be able to stop.