That's nothing compared to William Holden firing the pre-WW1 Browning .30 water-cooled belt-fed mg at the Mexicans during the ending of The Wild Bunch (1969). A masterpiece of brutality by director Sam Peckinpah!
For a few dollars more
You could take your speakers, hang em high, and feel the sudden impact. Granted you may have to turn your amp every which way but loose, but then you could play misty for me any which way you can and not feel like we had to run the gauntlet. In a perfect world the beguiled listener would be the rookie, and to spend more would be a true crime. In other words, you don't need to spend a million dollar, baby.