I decided that I wanted tires for The Precious more than I wanted a Garand.
Turns out that Willard wanted a Garand more than he wanted an unspecified here sum of cash.
Rational self interest on the part of both parties yields an agreeable transaction on all sides.
I enjoyed my time with the M1, but truth be told it went to the range far more often as a "you've never fired a Garand?" than as a "I want to take out MY Garand and go shooting."
I like my FAL a lot better for a .30 caliber battle rifle.
19 February 2015
4 comments:
You are a guest here when you comment. This is my soapbox, not yours. Be polite. Inappropriate comments will be deleted without mention. Amnesty period is expired.
Do not go off on a tangent, stay with the topic of the post. If I can't tell what your point is in the first couple of sentences I'm flushing it.
If you're trying to comment anonymously: You can't. Log into your Google account.
If you can't comprehend this, don't comment; because I'm going to moderate and mock you for wasting your time.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I don't like my FAL. It was OK when it was my only rifle. But now I want a Nice AR-10 sniper rifle*.
ReplyDelete*Meaning it has a tacti-cool pain job and a big-ass scope.
If I was making a sniper rifle I'd likely go with a .308 AR pattern as well. But it's a battle rifle, totally different animal.
ReplyDelete"...it went to the range far more often as a "you've never fired a Garand?" than as a "I want to take out MY Garand and go shooting.""
ReplyDeleteThat's mostly what mine's for. That, and coonfingering while watching Band of Brothers.
I really just want mine as a historical tribute. I think I've put three clips through it, if that.
ReplyDeleteI should really just hang it on the wall like a piece of fine art. .