Triathloncoach
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I bought mine in '82. My son was three years old at the time. I probably jumped the gun a bit (bad pun), but decided to let him shoot it. I taped some balloons to a box and squatted down behind him with my hands surrounding his, helped him cock it, and let him aim and "squeeze the trigger!" and he managed to pop some balloons. He'd leap up and down and howl in excitement. He loved it and enjoys shooting to this day. His mom, on the other hand, gave me hell.
I still have the gun. Here she is:
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Awesome story. I'd have an ex wife if I did that.
