Deep carbona bluing and engraving is magnificent in this, six and one-half inch example. Check out those stocks! I so wish it was S130927, but it is a an exceptionally fine example of artistry in arms that barely out does a 357 post war example
The front sight is embellished in a fashion only seen in a few of Jarvis's cuts.
I always carry a 44 magnum now, JIC.
Side story: I feel for persons in the line of fire as a part of their position. A firearm discharged directly in front of you is very much different than standing behind the gun being fired.
Shot at point blank range!? Yep! Three times, but this one almost autographed my headstone.
It was a dark and stormy, August 2004, St. Cloud, MN night. You could smell the lightning and fallen maple leaves in the air. Little did we know that we were being tracked at a distance. We only had a few blocks to traverse from downtown, we’ve walked it countless times, in the daylight. But, the darkness did not belong to us. No. Nefarious creatures rule the sleepless nights. Then, there they were. End of the street. Guns drawn and shouting, “Give me your wallet, give me your purse!”
KEEEERRRRRPOW!
The first shot over our heads.
EEEK! Purse was thrown into the dark abyss. One bad guy went to recover the thrown hand bag.
The other approached, slowly, methodically, model 60 directed at the protagonist. “Give it to me, your wallet.”
It is one of those peculiar times in our lives, when we stand our ground.
I declined to hand over my confidential information and it almost cost me my life.
Because, POOOOOOOOOM!
The cartridge discharged its energy right past me. And how the individual missed, is beyond my comprehension. Amber was screaming, “OH, are you ok, ARE YOU SHOT???!!!” as the second and last gunman ran past me. Oddly, I was uninjured for the immediate distance. Events were unceremonious. We spent the next few days giving statements, reenactments, and testimony to the activities. No arrests were made, and we moved far, far north of the activities. BUT, I will never forget the whiz and kerpow of a 0.38 past my ear(s).