All fussing aside, I gotta say, everytime I get myself calmed down and decide to just fart around with Wal-Mart calibers (.223, .22/250, .243 & .308) y'all start yammering about the .257 WM.

I start thinking about a slippery 100-grainer at way over 3,500 fps and my vision blurs...

A little drool starts slipping out the corner of my mouth...

I start scheming on how to create a diversion so that my wife doesn't notice a pawnshop Savage 7mm RM sidling into the house...

And meeting my hunting buddy UPS man a mile or so away when the new barrel arrives...

Gotta start Zen breathing again.

�When in doubt, I whip it out.� Uncle Ted
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