...or how I learned to love the odd pistol... CZs, Nagants, other combloc memorabilia with the look and build of a tractor axle that somehow shoot like dreams. *My* domain, the strange and beautiful mechanisms of handheld firearms long past. And don't forget the strange ideas, nightmarish creations that spring from my head and make everyone I work with thankful that I don't *yet* have a CNC machine...
So yesterday I walked into Georgia Arms, plopped down the magic plastic, and walked out with a half a box (500rd) 115gr 9mm, and the rest of the box filled with 100gr .32 Mag Cowboy loads and 20 .444 Marlin.
posted by Dr. StrangeGun at
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Sounds slike the perfect shopping trip to me.
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