When I got the Rock Island, I had an issue with it not fully seating my .452 diameter bullets.
Armscor decided to give me a new barrel rather than re-chamber the original.
When I got it back, unfortunately, they gave me a 3” barrel… the gun is 4”.
After they rectified that, the very next time shooting it, the C-bushing broke and twisted up the spring between the slide and the barrel.
That was a mess.
They fixed that.
I changed the grips to a much more comfortable “slim grip”
(which meant a change of not only grips, but screws that fit the pilot holes…and then bushings that fit the screws).
On the next trip to the range, I didn’t know until the end of the day that the vibration had not only kicked out a screw…but took the bushing with it. The screw was tight into the bushing, but I should have used Loc-Tite on the bushing in the frame.
Instead of ordering yet another set of screws and bushings…I just ended up rigging it to work. I found a pack of tiny washers and put one behind a totally different screw and that did the trick.
I have to admit, for as much trouble as it seemed to give me, Armscor was ALL OVER trying to make me a happy camper.
The last time I sent it to Nevada, the master smith called my cell and was talking to me FROM the test range while he worked on it. He was keeping me informed step by step on what they were doing (and why) and asking me pertinent questions about ammo I’d be using, so they could test it with that specifically, before sending it back to me.
The day before yesterday, I happened upon a GREAT deal for ammo.
This Match stuff for $240 bucks.
The "WCC" on the headstamp is "Western Cartridge Company", which is "Olin"...that's Winchester. Good stuff.
I decided to hit the range close to where I work after I clocked out yesterday. After unexpectedly working super late, a couple hours later their range was crawling with people. Bummer.
I decided to head home...and I was in a grump.
About halfway home, I decided to skip the turn to my house and try another range where I have a membership.
I had the place entirely to myself.
I spent over an hour in sweet solitude getting reacquainted with the Rock and shooting Match ammo at the only targets I had (since I hadn't brought a stand for this range)... Clays that I happened to have in the back of my van...and a bunch of lemons that someone else had tossed all over the berm and apparently missed.
Me and my little Rock made LEMONADE!!
I'm a happy camper.
7 comments:
Sometimes the road less traveled is a little bumpy.:) I love a story with a happy re-beginning.
Get rid of that cheap junky imitation 1911 and get yourself a Glock.
Zoomie, you're gonna smoke a turd in Purgatory for that.
In that second picture, I think you're trying to put it in the wrong end.
That was just a pic for effect... The other end was sort of the "go/no go gauge", but the actual discrepancy was found with a micrometer. ;)
You're just trying to confuse me now!
My work here is done...
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