Growing up in a city area we didn't do much shooting except at the city dump we would shoot rats at dusk. By 12 or 13 I already had learned to make my own zip gun, no great loss if you had to toss it. We did all have respect for what was others & I only knew one guy that shot his eye out (looking up to try to see the arrow he shot). Thinking back when people saw us kids walking with 22s they pretty much knew where we were heading & can't ever remember the cops being called, a good place & time to grow up, learned more off the street than anywhere else.
Heck yea, I'll admit I'm jealous but how you gonna get the recliner up there unless you had it strapped in from the building stage. I don't even hunt & I wouldn't mind one like that.