I like shooting hands. Call it a fetish if you will. It's rooted in my time spent with Goldeneye 007 for the N64. It was among the first shooters to have body-hit detection, which meant you could aim the reticule at, say, an innocent scientist's hand, fire a bullet into it, and for about a minute (maybe longer) they'd shake their arm around, and hold onto their hand as if it bore a fresh wound. This provided me hours of entertainment between the ages of eight and fourteen.