Okay here goes about my tale of woe. One day not so long ago, I went to one of my favorite gun shops that will remain nameless to protect the innocent.
Where I spied this Old Timer coming out of the back room. Having always wanting one since I read about them from Townsend Whelen’s writings & his high opinion about them.
Needless to say. I went into hyper lust and just had to have it asap!!!
Anyways after a long and in terminal wait it seemed for me. I finally was able to buy it. Where upon things began a quick spiral to that very warm spot that all believers know and fear. The local Rifle range.
Where I had set my bench rig and proceeded to load this puppy up and try to hit the elusive X ring. As I expect, you can guess the results.
In that never even broke paper! So let us review things. Open up the action and line up the action with the target. Check! Then check the scope sight picture, hey it’s good to go!
So let us give it the Old College try again. Again No Joy today! So off we go to Ye Old Gunsmith. Who in his good old time renders his verdict.
It seems that you own a well put together parts gun. That has a badly bored barrel and it is no wonder that you could not hit the broad side of the ocean. This statement was then followed by a series of Anglo Saxon Oaths and other adult terminology. Care to guess who?
So it was off to my fine Sponsors at Lock Stock & Barrel. Where for one of the few times. I did not at least break even. All I can say is that I hope that this rifle serves its new Master better than it did for me.
The Bottom Line Lessons for me at least. Do not let your Twins overwhelm you when it comes to buying your “Dream Rifle”. (Yeah Right!) That and let a trusted and disinterested person look at it before peeling out the cash! There is more but I am getting lazy! Grumpy
