I'll tell you a funny one on me and my son, we call him Trapper. I took him to Ohio State Shoot, shot 200 singles. Trapper was shooting a Browning BT 99 that had two 32 inch barrels, one of which I sent to Briley the day I bought it at the Grand. Cut of a little over 2 inches off the barrel, new bead, back-bored, forcing cones, ported, extended choke tbes, shortened stock, all trying to decrease recoil. He was shooting some reloads, ⅞ oz, I didn't think they were very good. He only weighed about 80 to 85 lbs., 11 yo, but he was as strong as teenage mutant ninja turtle. Broke 140 of 200, his first registered targets. We went into a vendor's building and I asked him to read the eye chart. He struggled with top letter "E", blind as a bat, terribly nearsighted and I didn't know it! I felt like the village idiot, 11 yo and couldn't see 15 feet and I'm unaware. Broke 140/200 and vision of a blind ape. I asked him what did he shoot at and he looked at me and said "I see color and I shoot in front of it." From the mouth of babes, see it, shoot in front of it.
I got him glasses, now he beats me.