It happens in an instant. My father who was a firearms instructor, shot me with a M700 .270 in the right leg 2" above the knee! Luckily it just grazed me and cartelized the wound, or I wouldn't have anything from my knee down. And it took over a hour and a half to get me to medical attention. We were on our 2nd day of a week long Missouri Breaks in Montana on a Mule deer hunt. I did manage to get a decent 4x4 while hobbling around with a cane. Every time I take a group out to shoot the first thing I do is show and tell them the story. You can never be to careful. Here is a pic after skin graft and 20 years later. I was 13 when it happened scared the you know what out of me. We were in a 12x12 bunkhouse. I still get goose bumps.
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