Elmer referred to the "dirty, tooth-rattling jar" of the .577 Nitro. That's as close to one as I ever dared to get.
I ain't sayin' what's the biggest, nastiest, and meanest that I ever fired from the shoulder. Some boyhood foolishnesses are better kept private.
I shot Gunner's at the Campfire Hog Hunt. Huge, gorgeous rifle, a real privilege to handle & shoot it. And yes, it made my teeth hurt on the first shot. As I told the guys there, if an elephant was charging me, and the .577 was laying in front of me, I'd have to think about it for a bit...
