The day after July 4th I notice a nice hole in my porch roof. It is a single layer metal roof so I thought it was possible that a branch fell from a tree and punctured it. Later that evening I climbed up on a ladder to take a look. Hum, no branch or any other object to be found. I turned to CSI mode and thought last night was July 4th. I heard celebratory gun fire not too far away. I bet if I look under my porch furniture I might find something and behold on the floor was the slug.
I don’t live in a rural area. This was right in the middle of the city. I wish they would explain to these people that what goes up must come down. I guess I was lucky, another guy in this area got hit in the face by a falling bullet on July 4th while he was watching fireworks.