 The son glinted off his lens of the scope, I guess, which I didn't know at that time. But I saw the glint. I shot it where the glint was. And it just happened to be the right time. And by looks of things, I was just the quickest on the trigger. Otherwise, they didn't kill me. Because I shot right through his scope, right straight through his scope. Didn't touch his sight. Didn't touch his sight. And it didn't do his eyesight no good in that sight either.