Okay, last year I was at my wife's uncle's house. He's got about 10 acres or so, we can get a couple hundred yards off his porch/driveway. Well, he's got cattle, and an electric fence strand running around the property. I was shooting off the hood of the car (sound familiar?), and on the second shot, there was a BLANG (yep, it sounded the same as the antenna) and a ton of sparks. Yes, indeed you are correct, somehow I managed to shoot the electric fence in half.
I wasn't sure if the sparks were because the fence was on, or just from the bullet itself. Here I am, trying to figure out if the fence is on, so I can tie it back together before all of his beef cattle decide to flatten me on the way out. I didn't know where the box for the fence was, so I went and got a piece of rebar to toss on the fence to see if it's on. Thankfully, it wasn't, and I had my Leatherman with me, so I got it tied back together. I figured I'd just keep my mouth shut, and hope nothing gets noticed.
A couple of weeks later, I was talking to the uncle, and he said, "so you shot the fence, huh?" I started to say something, then he says "don't worry about it, I did the same thing the other day, that's how I noticed it had been tied back together."
At first, I thought things like that only happened to me. After getting on this thread, my self-esteem has gone up a lot.