I plugged an empty .22 ammo box at 50 yards once with one shot from a Colt Woodsman. Guy offered me $10 if I could pull it off. Trouble was I had shot up all my ammo- but rummaging around in the depths of my range box I found one lone moldy scuzzy .22 short. "Haha! Here goes nothing", I said as I thumbed that short into the chamber. A little Kentucky Elevation, and bap- the target fell over, with a .22 bullet hole smack dead center. That was the sweetest $10 I ever earned in my life. Never to be repeated or even attempted ever again.

There's an idea. Maybe I'll shoot the Challenge at the rendezvous with my Woodsman. It could be a Savage. Arthur would have built it if he thought of it, I bet. Maybe. Sorta.

"You can lead a man to logic, but you cannot make him think." Joe Harz
"Always certain, often right." Keith McCafferty