My daughters all learned shooting skills early. Oldest daughter started dating the new deputy sheriff that moved to town. They gave him an old .357 when he first started until his new beretta arrived. He was so excited when the beretta did arrive and wanted to go try it out. They came here where I have a good clay hillside backstop with distances marked on the fence posts. He shot it a few time, then asked her if she wanted to. She declined and said, no, you need the practice. He misunderstood her reluctance and called her a chicken that was afraid to shoot it. Wrong
He had cans set up for targets in the field. His story was, she pulled down on one can, two handed, and it sounded like one continuous long shot and that can didn't stop jumping until the mag was empty. He never called her a chicken again and they have now been married 21 years.