What a sweetheart that one is. I inherited a 1923, perfect bore and tight as you could wish, but what a hard life it's had. It went on the hip of a land surveyor for 45 years, seen more of Nevada than Kit Carson. I have a retired cop friend, and he shot it for me ( I am a dismal pistolero) with sorted Winchester T-22 and after a few shots to 'learn the trigger' put a magazine full into roughly a group the size of a silver dollar at 25 yards, handed it back to me and said,"You ever wanna sell it, let me know."
