Many years ago the guys at Norm's Gun Shop in White River Junction, VT, kept a loaded revolver in a holster hanging on a pole behind the counter. I remember that I was looking at a rifle that I thought would be an unsuccessful combination of rifle and cartridge, a Savage 99C in 22-250, when I heard the "click...click" of a revolver hammer being cocked. I looked over my shoulder and saw a young boy holding a revolver unsteadily in one hand and aiming it in my general direction. I just started moving slowly to my right to get out of the line of fire. I might have said something, but don't remember.
