Yes. And I loved it. My Uncle took me, my mother, my sister, and one of my cousins (who is my Uncles grandson) out shooting one day.
My Uncle said I was the best out of us, esp. for a first time shooter.
So, yeah, I hit something. We didn't have a target-target. He had us shoot at a plastic bottle and when it got to the point where I was shooing through the hole now in the bottle and hitting the dirt mount behind it instead he had me shoot at wood... I think it was a dead bush or small tree. Point is, I was so good at shooting that I wasn't even hitting the plastic of the bottle anymore, I just kept shooting through the hole that we had made before when shooting at it. So it was kinda like a target...
Oh and when i shot at the wood, I sent branches flying, it was awesome.
So I shot a revolver first, I forget what kind though. Then I got to shoot a rifle, a lightweight one that wasn't very powerful... compared to the other gun I wasn't allowed to shoot on account of if I did then I would have gone flying backwards, plus I would have gotten a really nasty bruise. And that was actually kinda weird, shooting a rifle. Because I can't shoot worth **** right handed with one, despite shooting fine right handed with a revolver, but when I switched to shooting left handed my Uncle told me I hit every target he told me to hit on the first try.
But when i was shooting right handed, the **** if anyone knew where I was aiming, because I thought I was aiming spot on... but nooooo...
I find this all funny considering my cousin has actually gone hunting and shooting with my Uncle before, so out of everyone he should have been the best.
But, I have TV and all those shooting games to thank as for myself being good at it. I pretty much already knew what to do, how to handle a gun, how to account for recoil, crap like that, before we started. But I'm a derp, so I'm glad my Uncle was there because I felt less nervous about shooting.
Anyway, that's the only time I've ever gone out shooting. It was ****in' hot, I was paranoid about rattlesnakes, I was thirsty, I was tired, did I mention the rattlesnakes?, and I had a headache the entire time.
So the outing was unpleasant, but the rush of shooting was not.