Self inflicted, oouch, I did that once long ago with the first really nice rifle I’d just bought.
Simon Miller was the maker and when it arrived, I hung it on the wall right over the TV with pride and excitement. It was a nice gun, carved on the cheek side with Millers usual carving, but had previously been broken through the wrist and repaired, but what the heck I didn’t care, it was beautiful and I was tickled to have it!
So one night with the wife and kid watching TV, I went out to the garage for something, the door being on the same wall as the TV,,, and gun,,, and as the door closed I heard a bang,,, clank,,,,, and an ungodly ‘Ooooooh Noooo’ from my wife and daughter. I shot through the garage door back into the house and saw the gals wide staring eyes looking toward the TV, and when I looked, there was the barrel and forearm of my just bought gorgeous rifle laying on top of the TV,,,, with the entire butt stock hanging down over the side, broken, held on by only the bent to heck trigger guard.
The rifle eventually got repaired again, and Ken, your tang will get repaired as well! And at least you got a hug. My daughter live a thousand miles away now so hugs are far between.
John