CelticSire
US Veteran
Got home tonight and as I was walking into my garage thought to myself, "Self, you've got an early morning departure on Saturday for your ride, better plug the bike into the Battery Tender, just in case." Took my Colt Commander (with the really pretty stag grips) off (no scratches on gun or paint that way), laid it down on the work bench in it's holster and turned to walk over to the bike. As I turn I hear a loud metallic THUNK on the concrete floor. Aw, @*&$!%#! I turn back and see that I had knocked one of my hammers off the bench as I turned. My Colt was still serenely sitting on the bench where I had placed it.