Hunted a little as a teenager, but Publix is too convenient now. Now just the range for practice and we keep a couple handy when we travel.
Used once for protection about 35 years ago. Was making a late night bank deposit when some punk stepped up, put something sharp against my side and asked for the bag (Saturday night's restaurant receipts). All I could think about was how hard we had worked for that money! Anyway, I gave it to him and when he turned to run, I turned and took out his kneecap - from behind. He dropped, I sat down and held the gun on him. There was a cop patrolling nearby, who heard the shot and came right over. It wasn't like the movies, I was still mad!
This was back when cops knew who the good guys and bad guys were, so once he assessed the situation (the punk was still screaming and still holding my deposit bag), he came over, smiled and told me I should have aimed higher.
I only wanted to stop the thief, not kill him, but I didn't fully know the ways of the world. The cop explained that the thief could sue me for damages. I was nervous for a few years, but nothing ever happened. The thief pled guilty so I never had to testify. I was lucky.
I think I saw him a few years later. A guy was walking my way with a severe limp and when he got close, he got this wierd look of fear in his eyes and went way around me. I dunno - could have been him?
It heightened my awareness of surroundings and nobody can sneak up on me anymore! That was my mistake.