Gun show today folks. A ~75-table affair 50 minutes down the road. Yuk it up you urbanites. Last one like it - maybe smaller - yielded a minty pre-Series 70 Colt SS 1911. To tell you the price would be to ruin your day.
No special want list this time, but I'm fooling with notion of dickering for another .30-06 bolt action. And I need .25 bullets, around 117 grains. Real bad, although not bad enough to cough up two bits a round, a price I consider violative of my Second Amendment rights.
I may or may not find them. The only thing fer shure is some laughs and a decent beer-and-burger stop on the way home.
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