A little to the right. You'd think you would have learnt after the last time.
A little more. Yes.
A little, is all I said.
Get that aim right. Don't lose it now.
Shoot now. Quick.
YES, a little right, you fucking idiot.
Right into my chest, this time.

Those damn sayings always come to you at these moments.
If only practice did make them perfect. My only hand would have stayed intact.