Obi Wan,

Over the Holidays we went to my BIL's farm. After dinner we went out in his pasture to shoot rifles (Hey, it's Nebraska...) One of the boys had some diet pop that no one could stand to drink so we shot up about two dozen cans of the crap. At 100 yards, the kids 223' s and 17's blew them up but the .357 with 110gr XTPs just shredded them. Then we set up some small pumpkins. The small bores knocked holes in the back but the 357 just caused them to evaporate. One of my great-nephews, who is 10y/o, was giggling so hard every time he shot one I thought he'd pee his pants.


“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.”
Kaywoodie