ColbyBruce
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I purchased a Sig P232 from a member here for a righteous price. When I went to pick it up my bank account took another hit.
I smelled something familiar while at the sales counter completing my paperwork. I glanced down the row of showcases. Sure enough, three cases away to my left, and on the bottom shelf, sat these two S&W 65-3 revolvers. Lost and all alone amidst a sea of fantastic plastic. It was a heart breaking sight. I was moved.
The salesman asked if I were interested in one of them and I replied "no", so he reached over to put them back in the case. I slid the 4473 I just filled out in front of him and said "both of them". A 1.5 mile trip to the nearest Wells Fargo took thirty-five minutes due to traffic lights every 25 yards but I returned with the cash and took these fortunate orphans home.
I had one speedloader full of BB 180 grain hard cast in my car so I fired the gun before I left.
I smelled something familiar while at the sales counter completing my paperwork. I glanced down the row of showcases. Sure enough, three cases away to my left, and on the bottom shelf, sat these two S&W 65-3 revolvers. Lost and all alone amidst a sea of fantastic plastic. It was a heart breaking sight. I was moved.
The salesman asked if I were interested in one of them and I replied "no", so he reached over to put them back in the case. I slid the 4473 I just filled out in front of him and said "both of them". A 1.5 mile trip to the nearest Wells Fargo took thirty-five minutes due to traffic lights every 25 yards but I returned with the cash and took these fortunate orphans home.
I had one speedloader full of BB 180 grain hard cast in my car so I fired the gun before I left.
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