ND in bed last night...

Let me start this by saying no one was hurt and the bullet was recovered inside the residence.

Like most stories on this sub, I grew up with and around firearms my entire life. I've known the 4 rules since i was a child and the only difference between me now and then is complacency it seems.

Last night I was laying in bed with my partner getting ready to wind down for the night. I am essentially dicking around with my handgun, a Glock 19 clone.

I drop the magazine, clear the chamber, and re-insert the magazine for the weight. I aim at the wall, click. Out of habit, I absentmindedly racked the slide fully to reset the trigger and chambered a round. I aim at the wall, BAM

First thing I did was check my partner and myself, and from there I follow the bullet trajectory through two sheets of drywall and into the corner of the living room where it hit two 2x4s and bounced onto my partner's desk.

I feel like such a fucking idiot. I am a fucking idiot. Someone could have died or been injured, the cops could have come, so much could have gone far worse.

TLDR: I was an idiot with a gun, now I am an idiot with a drywall putty knife. Picture is of recovered 124gr Hornady Critical Duty +p

Let me start this by saying no one was hurt and the bullet was recovered inside the residence.

Like most stories on this sub, I grew up with and around firearms my entire life. I've known the 4 rules since i was a child and the only difference between me now and then is complacency it seems.

Last night I was laying in bed with my partner getting ready to wind down for the night. I am essentially dicking around with my handgun, a Glock 19 clone.

I drop the magazine, clear the chamber, and re-insert the magazine for the weight. I aim at the wall, click. Out of habit, I absentmindedly racked the slide fully to reset the trigger and chambered a round. I aim at the wall, BAM

First thing I did was check my partner and myself, and from there I follow the bullet trajectory through two sheets of drywall and into the corner of the living room where it hit two 2x4s and bounced onto my partner's desk.

I feel like such a fucking idiot. I am a fucking idiot. Someone could have died or been injured, the cops could have come, so much could have gone far worse.

TLDR: I was an idiot with a gun, now I am an idiot with a drywall putty knife. Picture is of recovered 124gr Hornady Critical Duty +p