I'm sure there are many of you (geezers) out there that like me, touched off their first "real" rifle at a shooting gallery. I never missed the chance and preferred them to any other entertainment at the many local fairs and carnivals. A big thrill to me was being in school one boring day in the mid 60's and discovering a spent 22 short in my pants cuff. It made a big hit with the other boys. Great Uncle "Roots" Trabing ran a gallery back in the 40's and 50's. My father recalled how he unpacked new rifles and beat them out of alignment (can't make money if they shot straight). If that failed there was always the hidden pedal to lock some targets upright! Here's some pics and a link for your pleasure.