Doesn't my helmet make you think of Darth Vadar? That was part of my attire today for non-lethal ammunition training. We wear protective equipment so the paint bullets don't hurt as much when you get shot. Of course, not all your body is protected.
So I picked a guy to shoot at me today. Last time I did this, my partner shot me in the shoulder. I just figured a guy is usually a better shot. Boy was I WRONG!!! I managed to pick the worst shot in the entire class. Very first bullet hit my leg, right in the crease. Let me tell ya, it stings. Instructor came over to see if I was okay. Of course I was, let's continue. So then the next shot hit me in the head. Luckily, I had my lovely helmet on. The instructors stopped the training and told all the participants AGAIN, no head shots. Very next shot, straight in my face. Again, thank you helmet. By this time, I'm laughing and shaking my head. How does this guy qualify to carry a gun!? The last two shots were in my throat area. It was padded so no harm there. He never hit me once in the chest which was where he was suppose to aim.
After the drill, he repeatedly apologized for his bad shooting ability. He even stated, "I'm a really bad shot." I just looked at the guy. He didn't have to explain that to me, I was on the receiving end of his really bad shooting!
But you know what, I get to go home tomorrow afternoon! Woohoo! So I'll take a few bullets if it means I'm headed back to the ranch.