I had a beat up 870 duck gun, I believe that thing had a 36" barrel, back then we though the longer barrel a gun had the harder it shot. I could make it sound like a full auto and hit what I shot at, I was younger and quicker back then. I was pass shooting ducks at an opening to a bean field one time, three gadwalls came over with a 30 mph wind to their tail, they went by me at about 60 mph, I got all three, one coming on, one overhead and one just slightly past me.
One day a friend who shot trap at an uppity up club in Huntsville Al invited me to drive over and shoot. These guys all had specialized trap guns costing in the thousands even back in the 70s. When I stepped out of my car with my old duck gun, I could see them make faces and show their displeasure. There was some debate as to whether I should be allowed on their range or not.
Now I am an old country boy, I had a couple of bird dogs at home, would wear the ducks out every year and had no trouble limiting out on doves. I was an instinctive snap shooter.
I had never shot trap before, me and Billy Bob had thrown a few clay pigeons with a hand trap a time or two but that was kinda' boring.
Well, these so called experts would step up to the line, point their gun at the trap house, yell pull and try to swing on the clay and break it. They weren't bad for city folk but I could tell that a quail in a honeysuckle thicket would be long gone before they finished their form routine.
I stepped up to the line with my gun by my side, pointed at the ground in a safe position like I had always been told. I yelled pull, the clay took off, I crouched like a cat, shouldered my gun, pulled the trigger at the same time and the clay turned to dust. It kinda' surprised those snooty city folk that I could break one. After I dumped the next 23 just like the first they quit talking to me, I missed #25, must have had a bug in my eye.
My friend started making up excuses why we had to leave, no one said a word as I left and I was never invited back, I never did care much for snooty city folk anyway.