My most memorable shot was when I was coarse fishing. Things were really slow, and like most boys, if you aint catching, your shooting rocks with a maggot catapult.
I seen a fat squirrel going along the trees behind me, about 25ft. and in a mad rush I started to look for a suitable stone... Any one who fishes and shoots a catapult will already know, lake banks seem to be bare of stone, its like previous generations have shot or already thrown them into the lake.
Any way, I prised a stone out of the hard earth which looked suitable but turned out to be the size of a tomato- no time to look f