The boy that never grew up.
Last week, I went to a firing range where my sharpshooter friend taught me how to use the pistol for home defense. While going through it, I realized that I looked like an amateur and resolved that next time, I will get myself some tourmaster items so that I will like a blackwater commando in training or a paramilitary man, at the very least. Sometimes, it’s not just the performance that counts. Looks can also have a say to things.