After telling me you wouldn't, you forced me to fire a gas-compensated handgun from the hip in order to pass my test. I got gunpowder in my eye, had to go to the hospital, and probably won't be able to pass another test because of the damage to my vision. I realize I signed a waiver but I wish I hadn't. Also, when I got someone else's hot casing down my shirt, finished my volley, and only then removed it, I was told by one of your female instructors to "Be a man." - I guess I'll never be half the man she is.
Posted: 11/07/2008 • Link to this review