Originally Posted by Jim in Idaho
I kind’a like panic buying. Racing to the store, cussing every driver and stop light who slows you down, then race walking from the parking lot to the ammo/components shelves, heart pounding, eyes scanning for yet another 10,000 primers or 16-24 pounds of powder while you warily eye anyone else on the aisle, that hysterical giggling when you score – it is the stuff of life itself...



An excellent representation of the membership!

Not a real member - just an ordinary guy who appreciates being able to hang around and say something once in awhile.

Happily Trapped In the Past (Thanks, Joe)

Not only a less than minimally educated person, but stupid and out of touch as well.