Gigging frogs isn’t dangerous and it’s usually fun for a couple of good old boys who know their way around in the swamp. But this night is not to be your average frog gigging - at least not for Leonard and Cordell.

By 3 a.m. they’ve filled two peach baskets with frogs. It’s cold, so the boys decide to head for home. While crossing High Bridge the headlights on their pickup go out. Leonard slams on the brakes.

The problem turns out to be a blown fuse. Cordell fixes it using a .22-caliber bullet as a substitute fuse. The fuse panel is underneath the dashboard near the steering column, right between the driver’s knees. The bullet fits perfectly and the headlights come right back on. Everything is fine for about 20 minutes.

Then the faulty electrical circuit begins heating up the gunpowder in Cordell’s bullet. Suddenly, POW - the bullet goes off and hits Leonard in a very delicate place. The truck veers off the road and hits a scrub palmetto. Cordell ends up with a busted collar bone. Leonard is shaken up a little, but his main problem is the ache from that bullet.

Help is only a cellular phone call away. The emergency room crew goes straight to work, but they have to exercise a good bit of self-control as Leonard tells the story of how he got shot.

The trooper writing the accident report is amazed that the boys are so honest about the cause of the incident. "I believe I’d have to make up something," the trooper says, laughing. "I’d never admit to that."

Leonard’s wife, Maybelle, doesn’t seem too upset to learn her husband has a bullet lodged in such a personal place. Her only comment is, "Do they have the frogs with them, or are they still in the truck?"