bought a 1911 recently and went to the range for the first time. It was slightly nerve wracking at first since i had never been but since most people were renting guns there and i had brought my own the range officers mostly left me alone which was a blessing. I grabbed a stall, turns out it was conveniently right next to a birthday party and they were trying every kind of ammunition. The big one i think was .357 it sounded like a cannon about a foot to my left. Maybe it was because i was bringing a new shooter with me, but despite the deafening thunderclap and the shells raining down all over/around me, i kept on target, remained calm and thought to myself "god damn i love this s**t!"
and kudos about the respect for the weapons, guns are truly a powerful tool!