My cell phone rings and I check the I.D. – Woohooo! Favorite Gun Guy!!
“Hello?”
“Hi there, Annie. Just calling to let you know that she’s finally here and we have all the paperwork started. Just come in and sign and she’s yours.”
“Woooohooo!!!”
(Right there ^, customers looked at me a little funny.)
Finally, it was time to go. I jumped in the van and took off for the extremely LONG ten minute drive. I think getting something you really want must screw with the space-time continuum or something!
I pulled in the drive and I don’t remember actually parking.
Inside – there it was. They had it on a rest on the counter with a little place card in front of it with my name on it and a smilie face.
While I filled out the paperwork, they put her in the box and gave me a handful of targets and the key to the gallery.
I went in and picked where I wanted to be and got out my stuff.
I couldn’t run that target out fast enough!
The bolt was really stiff even with a little oil, but omg, what a great shooter!
I blew through 100 stingers and I’m so hooked! This is so much more fun than shooting the Jam-0-Matic Marlin.
I swear I just stood there and held on and she did all the shooting herself!
Once I put another 400 or so rounds through, I’m going to look into making the trigger lighter.
Without further delay, here’s the beauty herself:
Still warm from the range!

Another saucy view:

The first ten shots:

Did I say I love her? Because I love her.
1 comment:
Very nice! And great shootin' ya did there, too!
I ordered one yesterday. I'm a lefty, so of course they didn't have one at the fun store with my name on it. But, the wait will be short, I hope.
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