Another day in the life of a
gunsmith
Spent part of last Tuesday at the
range, schmoozing with A Famous Gun Writer Who Wishes To Remain
Anonymous (hereafter referred to as "AFGWWWTRA".) We tested a few
guns, talked about revolvers - the kinds of things you'd expect a
gunsmith and a gun writer to do on a range.
AFGWWWTRA happened to have a Ruger Alaskan model in .454 Casull
that was being evaluated. Since I hadn't yet gotten the chance to
shoot one, I really wanted to see what it was like with full-house
loads. I elected to shoot a couple of cylinders worth while
AFGWWWTRA took pictures of the whole debacle. (AFGWWWTRA, it turns
out, is easily amused by masochistic idiots. I'm sure it was meant
as a compliment.)
The first cylinder was fired, sedately, in single action from the
25-yard bench. At that point I was thinking "heck, that wasn't bad.
I wonder what it'd be like in rapid fire?" The second cylinder
full, standing from about 7 yards, was fired as quickly as I could
get the gun back on target between shots.
The second cylinder hurt more. A lot
more. As
in: my poor wrists may never be the same.
What the hell was I thinking?
Just to retain my machismo cred, here I am in the midst of that
sequence, the mighty .454 loads in full fireball-producing
glory:
Courtesy
of AFGWWWTRA
Note the flash from the round just fired, and yet the gun is back
on target and the hammer is about to drop again. Yes, I am
just that
damn good! (I must be - I tell myself so all
the time!)
-=[ Grant
]=-
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