This morning, I went to get coffee, and I was most definitely in what the uber-tactical world would call “condition white.” I was also just in condition white, quite literally. It’s been snowing all night and on into the morning…
Finally got the stocks for the Ruger Security Six I’ll be running at the 2014 Bianchi Cup.
The stocks are vintage Mustang stocks, likely from the late 70s. It’s fitting that they’re on the gun, because the gun is also from the 70s.
You know, I personally am thankful for my readers whose continued support allows me to do this for a living. You guys are all rad, and I am deeply in your debt. Here is a cat picture as my way of saying thanks:
The internet loves cats.
Okay, here’s a gun picture too.
On this day, we hope that you’re able to take with family and reflect on whatever it is you may be thankful for. Now stop reading blogs and go! We’ll be back tomorrow. happy thanksgiving
Imagine the setting, you’re a private in the Union Army at the Battle of Invadersburg, preparing to fire on the rebellious Army of Virginia. During the ripple of gunfire, your weapon is suddenly torn from your hands as if by God Himself, and you’re pretty sure that you’re going to die. Looking down, you see the barrel of your trusty Springfield rifle-musket, bent into an impossible shape, with a Confederate musket ball embedded in the barrel.
Three weeks later you die of dysentary.