It's a beautiful day for putting holes in targets. Charlie may be an Apollo kid, but he's not the best yet at this marksmanship business. Definitely no guns for him and he hasn't quite moved on to a bow yet, but he has his trusty slingshot and is ready to go.

When it's his turn, he steps up confidentially to the plate, and very carefully takes aim. This takes about two minutes. This is very hard, okay. The second Charlie is sure he's got it, he lets the pellet fly and it hits the target dead center.

Score! With a little yip, Charlie jumps and punches a fist into the air. "Did you guys see -- ?"

Boom!

That pellet? One of Charlie's exploding ones.

Most of the target's base is reduced to splinters and he very guiltily tries to hide his slingshot behind his back like no one saw anything. "...Oops..."