It was kind of fun until you had a bird break apart when the arm triggered, then clay shrapnel flew EVERYWHERE inside that tiny cinder block room. You also had to put the birds down carefully on the arm, in case the puller pressed the button too early *ouch*.I made enough money my first week ($20) to buy a bolt action 20ga Mossberg, which I used to shoot skeet.
Yes. Skeet. Bolt Action Shotgun.
Some old vet from WW2 showed me how they trained with their Springfield 1903's in basic training (this was before they mass-issued Garands), how you could use your pinky on the trigger while keeping your thumb and forefinger on the bolt. He said some guys could shoot as fast as people with semi-autos. Took me a little while to get it down, but then I started becoming something of an attraction ("Watch this kid shoot doubles with a bolt action shotgun!"). It didn't always work well -- bolt shotties don't work as smooth as a bolt rifle, but it was fun.
Good times.