A buddy gave me an awesome fucking wooden bow from the 80s in high school. I never knew this. Cue me drawing it in a college dorm (never bought any arrows) to show off for a girl and letting that strong snap.
The wooden arms splintered and a cable broke, whipping me in the forearm and cutting it open.
I was fine, but the bow was ruined, and I never got to shoot it once. Dumb high school kid. Still bummed I never got to fire it.
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