AKA Richard Prestage
When I was 10, I was using my Grandfathers 16 gauge single shot to squirell hunt. It took both hands to cock the hammer back and I could not let it off without the gun firing. I cocked the gun to shoot at a squirrel and then could not get a shot at it. So I was walking around with a cocked shotgun!! While crossing a 'bobwire' fence, it went off and I killed a fencepost about 2 feet from my head. Lesson learned and never forgotten and passed down to kids and grandkids. I still have that shotgun too.