What Can?

My dad's friend owns a farm out near Ripley. It's somewhere around eighty acres and is a pretty cool place to go camping or even just for the day. Dad and I went out there yesterday. We took a 12-gauge shotgun and a .38 caliber revolver with us. When we got there, Dad put a coffee can on a stick. I got the .38 and put some holes in the can. Then I got a little mad at it and got out the 12-gauge. The conversation went something like this:

Dad: Aim for the can.
*BOOM*
Me: What can?

The coffee can went flying and landed about fifty feet away. It had two big .38 holes and then two massive holes where the shotgun blast entered and exited. I found the can and hung it back on the stick and then proceeded to blast it four more times. I learned something new: a shotgun's effective range is about thirty meters. The only bad thing is that my shoulder hurts a little today. A 12-gauge has a kick. I always thought it was more like five meters. After the coffee can thing, Dad and I went to eat dinner at a little country restaurant called "Our Place." The food wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. I wouldn't eat there again. Then we went for a night walk out to Res's (Dad's friend) log cabin. I'm not sure if he actually lives there, but I think he does. It's one room with a loft on top. There were a bunch of twenty-something guys drinking beer and running around in ATVs. Then we drove home.