re: Tell me about the best lucky shot you ever made.

Fishing with my Grandfather, I was probably 6 or 7 and had my Red Rider with me. There was bird that will be nameless, with a long white neck, that was sitting on a log in the spillway and I asked if I could shoot it. I was told there was no way I could hit it too far, but go ahead. The first shot would have been about 5" in front of the bird till it stretched out its neck. I watched that BB lob into the side of the head and dropped it dead...