One of these days, I may tell you � in private � what I first blooded it with. Mercy killing. No sport or satisfaction to it.
Let's just say for now that a 550-grain Ideal cast gas-check greatly over-penetrated � in the face and out the ass. As Jack McPhee said it, "went down like an armload of wet fish nets."
"Good enough" isn't.
Always take your responsibilities seriously but never yourself.
