What the hell. I mean seriously, if you don't know how to handle a gun you really shouldn't be allowed on the firing line.
So the day before yesterday my brother, a friend and myself were heading out to the local range. I wanted to run a few shells through my new mossberg tac cruiser I had picked up and my brother had just purchased a glock 23. To start things out my friend was about 10 mins late. No biggie (or so I thought). We get to the range/store, finish signing the papers and were putting on our eyes/ears when I see through the window, one of the guys on the line drop to the ground. I really didn't think much of it because it wasn't a sudden or jerking movement, but then the range officer comes running yelling "God damnit, God damnit!" at the top of his lungs. I start to walk up to the window when a woman comes running out of the range saying, "It was me, I did it!", while looking freaked out. I take a peek through the window and see that the man had been shot in his right thigh a few inches above the knee. Thankfully it seemed like a small caliber (no bigger than a .25) and it didn't break the bone nor hit the artery, he had very little blood loss (well, considering what happened). The employees took a few seconds to call a cease fire. Then they asked the people on the firing line to stay stay in one group until things were sorted out. Seeing as how we hadn't even stepped foot on the range, our group gathered our licenses which were still on the counter and promptly left. I have never been so grateful for a friend being late. We even went to another store/range but none of us had any urge at that point to fire a weapon, or be around people firing weapons.
I learned yesterday that the woman had a hot casing land on her and panicked, somehow shooting the guy in the leg. Unbelievable!