I've never been a dedicated varmint hunter or a long-range guy.
But...when I was young, I was hell with a slingshot and took many coons, squirrels, and rabbits with marbles at long-for-slingshot distances. And it got me in trouble more than once, since I lived inside city limits.
When wrist-rockets were invented and hit the market, I was a borderline sniper with them. We use to have paintball wars with our wrist-rockets. Half the battle was getting them to fly, without exploding in your hand. Talk about fun...
The meat won't fry if the lead don't fly.