The Ruger Bisley 45 Colt on top.

I carried it one season with no luck, luck that amounted to dropping a doe at the shot and wriggled itself back to its feet and a blood trail that quit.....made me sick.

I spent that whole off season making my own bullets, practicing up close and out to 100 yds.

I shot a doe at about 40 yds.; bang-flop.

Then I shot a nice buck at 70 or 80 yds. about ten minutes later.
I had a lot to learn and learned it; I prefer skill over luck any day.

It has shot a half dozen or so hogs, the same for deer, raccoons, wabbits and finished off a mulie in Wyoming, along with the camp cooks beer can at a hundred paces....he was pissed he walked that far. He checked on dinner and told me we'd duel it out after he went inside and checked on dinner. Boom.

He walked out, looked at Dad and said "He hit it, didn't he".
PHARK!!!

The gun is tired from practice, fire breathing loads and I'm tired of a 7.5 inch tube, but when i shoot it, it hits.

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