In Mexico, we were shooting a Mexican version of the PPC a lot. Imagine a sort of mixture of early IPSC and the old PPC but with the kneeling position at 25 changed to shooting over a 55 gallon drum you had to move to while reloading behind a small wall and the left-hand-barricade position at 50 changed to just six shots freestanding and the sitting position changed to shooting over a small cinderblock wall about 2 1/2 feet high -- which again you had to move to under the cover of a short wall but all the basic time limits being the same.
My main gun for this game was a modified K-38 Model 14-3, which I no longer own as I sold it when we left Mexico. Pictured here:
However, as Mexico became increasingly more violent after 2006, we started to worry a lot about stopping power. Most of us had .38 Special or .357 Magnum revolvers that were remarked and registered as .38 Specials because the largest auto pistols allowed for civilian use are .380 ACP's, which were not enough poop for our defensive needs at the time -- although we found a way around that later on. This remarked Model 19, marked and registered as a Model 15, shows the quality of the work.
Thus, the "Big Boy PPC" became a thing. A Big Boy PPC was just a regular, normal everyday Mexican modified PPC with a minimum Power Factor meant to turn everyone's hand into hamburger. These were masochistic matches and just as fun as all get-out. It was normal to have 190 minimum power factors, and I didn't want to bash my Model 14 into junk so I bought myself a Model 28-2 and remarked it as a Model 23 in .38 Special and registered it with a Heavy Duty cylinder installed during the process in case somebody actually checked that it was a "dedicated .38 Special" but that didn't happen. So the .357 cylinder went back in and remains installed on her today. All loads were .38 Heavy Duty loads because .357 brass is prohibited, as is the caliber, for civilian ownership. The Elmer Keith load of a 170 grain SWC over 13.5 grains of 2400 is immensely popular down there, and MP-Molds makes a Hollow-Point version of that mould that has taken over by storm in that community. I still own this one down in Mexico.
Mexican matches usually have the "Target Class" (5-inch, 6-inch or 8-inch barrels) event in the morning and the "Service Class" matches in the afternoon. My Service Class gun was my Heavy Duty, dated to a 1956 manufacture and wearing proper stocks a forum expert on the Heavy Duty directed me to. It was this H.D. cylinder I used to register the Model 28 with.
Often, club events morphed into specifying only one of the two events would be a "Big Boy" match and the other event to be a regular event where .38 Special ammo with a 120 powerfactor could compete to make it easier on the non-reloading crowd. Well, damn. I had no control unless it was
my event as to how that would turn out. Sometimes it was the Model 28 I'd have to use in the Big Boy but other times it was the Heavy Duty. Grrrrrrr.
Believe me, I put a lot of effort into testing my regular .38 Special load of a 158 grain (162 with my lead mix) Lee TL-SWC over 3.6 grains of Bullseye shot between my Model 28, my Heavy Duty and my old stand-by Model 14 Heavy Barrel. I wanted to determine if there was any difference worth noting (as Mr. Spock said: "A difference that makes no difference
is no difference.") I could always take all 3 revolvers with me to a match, and if the Target Class was the event that could use the powder-puff ammo, I'd just use the K-38.
It turned out to not be a concern. Between all three revolvers, my groups from a rest at 25 yards were about the same. I was particularly impressed with how "dead-on" that Heavy Duty was with it's fixed sights for my loading. So after that, I generally retired the K-38 and when we returned to Canada for what has now become an 8 year stint, I sold it. I still retain ownership of the Model 28, the Heavy Duty, my faithful Model 49 snubby and of course Phil Roettinger's NRM. Patiently and faithfully awaiting the return of myself and my wife back to Mexico and back to the action again!
Phil Roettinger's revolver, sitting patiently and safely in it's current home in Central Mexico awaiting my return to spoil her with soft, warm cloths sprayed with Ballistol.