... still get the job done. I took my 5 1/2'' .45 Colt Blackhawk out for a walk and found a little buck that kindly agreed to be a willing bullet test subject. The shot was 60 yards standing, unsupported. He was downhill and quartering hard to me. The bullet entered high on the left shoulder, traveled through the chest wrecking the lungs and blood vessels over the heart, and exited low on the right side, breaking the 3rd rib from rear on the way out. He ran about 40 yards and was dead when I got to him.
Load was 10 grains of Unique behind a a 255 Keith type LSWC at a chronographed 1000 fps. I've yet to catch one.
Load was 10 grains of Unique behind a a 255 Keith type LSWC at a chronographed 1000 fps. I've yet to catch one.