Fulfillment ensued.
Replacing the lanky older model .
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The original 6-incher had been abused by excessive dry-firing and possibly too many shorts without careful chamber cleaning. Some finicky work put her back in shooting shape, but she never had my full trust. I ran the internet for replacement barrels and found none.
But Saturday, at the Wells (Minnesota) school-house loophole, there she reposed at a price about one-third what I would have expected. I haven't stopped grinning since.
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Even a blind pig finds an acorn every once in awhile.. not that I think of you as a pig, or a nut... oh well, I think you catch my drift.. ;-)
It's okay, J'bob. I sometimes think of myself as a pig -- oinking and rooting my way through the great loopholes, flea markets and bazaars of the world, knowing that my patient snout will occasionally unearth unheard-of treasure. :)
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