A lot of my youth opened my eyes up to the things this world has to offer. This included hobbies and things to do to pass the time. My father is a huge influence for a lot of the things I do in my life, and I thank him for not being a drug addict for that reason. One day we wanted to try something new and get out of the house for a little bit. Next thing I know, he has the sudden spontaneous idea to try archery and go to this range out east that was well hidden under a shopping center. Looking back at it, this range was the most sketchy place you could imagine. We had to walk over giant cement blocks to get to this door that was all rusted and had paint chipping off it. There were no signs letting us know it was even a range. Had it not been for the other archers with their bow cases waiting outside the door before it opened, we probably would have never found it and left. My first day shooting was exhilarating. I started shooting on a compound bow with little iron sights that kept falling and becoming loose, but I shouldn't have expected much from a rental bow. The owners of the range were an older married couple who would go around, looking at all the archers and giving little tips or making tiny corrections on people's form. Then I saw one of the most amazing things; some kid a bit older than me shot a robin hood - which is where you shoot an arrow into the back of another arrow.