Many years ago in anchorage, there was an indoor range called the firing line (some here may remember). Wife went there to shoot a cheap Rossi 357mag, believe it was a 971??
Anyways she bought some house reloads. For some reason she didn't grab any of our ammo anyways that handgun became a paperweight real fast. Luckily the gun didn't come apart but bent and bulged a few things.
I think this was the only time she didn't say anything as I'm chewing her ass.
