MrTrolleyguy
US Veteran
No targets to show you. Just this.
I wish I could give a range report but on the way there I got pulled over.
My vehicle registration had expired. Totally my fault. However in Philadelphia when you are stopped and you do not have current insurance, up to date inspection sticker or as in my case expired registration police impound your car right there and then. It is the Law. Okay, it was my fault.
I could give a nice half hearted rant, "No mercy, no good..." and so on but I quickly got over that.
What I thought that some members might find amusing is what happen after I got stopped. I immediately revealed that I had a weapon in each front pocket and a bag with guns and ammo in the trunk. So the officer calls for back up. I don't blame her. Be safe. In a bit we have five officers there. No problem. They treated me very nice.
I got a lot more nervous when the sarge, who now knew that I am a collector, asked me how many guns I owned. I swallowed hard and said fifty. She kept a straight face but I wondered what she was thinking. "Yes, I have a safe, whole house alarm system, new steel doors, the windows are pinned but don't have cameras yet." Bless her, she was cool about it.
The rub began when they went into my range bag. None of them knew how to open a Dan Wesson Model 15. I holler back that I can tell them how it is opened with the release ahead of the cylinder instead....."No sir, regulations, when we can't clear a gun that is loaded we have to call Swat." Clear it? I start to tell her that they are snap caps and not bullets but I stifle myself. None of the young officers knew what a snap caps was or what it was for. A new class of officers just came out of the Police Academy this month. That was the big surprise that came out of this. I kept my mouth shut. "Okay." I had made up my mind to be 100% compliant.
Twenty five minutes later the tow truck arrived first. Then Swat arrived, driving down an 8 lane (that is just the NB lanes) highway in the wrong direction. Okay, they were careful and it was nothing like an Interstate or controlled access high way. I just thought it was amusing. I needed to keep my sense of humor here and not take my dear self too seriously.
The Swat officers were naturally a bit surprised and suspicious to see the bags of ammo and all my revolvers until an officer explained that I was in route to a nearby range where I am a member.
All the officers were professional and courteous. I did go home with all my gear once my brother arrived. In the end I got to admit that sometimes and with somethings I am my own worse enemy!
And my hat's off to the good guys(and gals).
I thought this might interest some of you. Some more than others. Me, I am on the cop's side. Seriously am. 'cause I also consider myself one of the good guys.

I wish I could give a range report but on the way there I got pulled over.
My vehicle registration had expired. Totally my fault. However in Philadelphia when you are stopped and you do not have current insurance, up to date inspection sticker or as in my case expired registration police impound your car right there and then. It is the Law. Okay, it was my fault.
I could give a nice half hearted rant, "No mercy, no good..." and so on but I quickly got over that.
What I thought that some members might find amusing is what happen after I got stopped. I immediately revealed that I had a weapon in each front pocket and a bag with guns and ammo in the trunk. So the officer calls for back up. I don't blame her. Be safe. In a bit we have five officers there. No problem. They treated me very nice.
I got a lot more nervous when the sarge, who now knew that I am a collector, asked me how many guns I owned. I swallowed hard and said fifty. She kept a straight face but I wondered what she was thinking. "Yes, I have a safe, whole house alarm system, new steel doors, the windows are pinned but don't have cameras yet." Bless her, she was cool about it.
The rub began when they went into my range bag. None of them knew how to open a Dan Wesson Model 15. I holler back that I can tell them how it is opened with the release ahead of the cylinder instead....."No sir, regulations, when we can't clear a gun that is loaded we have to call Swat." Clear it? I start to tell her that they are snap caps and not bullets but I stifle myself. None of the young officers knew what a snap caps was or what it was for. A new class of officers just came out of the Police Academy this month. That was the big surprise that came out of this. I kept my mouth shut. "Okay." I had made up my mind to be 100% compliant.
Twenty five minutes later the tow truck arrived first. Then Swat arrived, driving down an 8 lane (that is just the NB lanes) highway in the wrong direction. Okay, they were careful and it was nothing like an Interstate or controlled access high way. I just thought it was amusing. I needed to keep my sense of humor here and not take my dear self too seriously.
The Swat officers were naturally a bit surprised and suspicious to see the bags of ammo and all my revolvers until an officer explained that I was in route to a nearby range where I am a member.
All the officers were professional and courteous. I did go home with all my gear once my brother arrived. In the end I got to admit that sometimes and with somethings I am my own worse enemy!
And my hat's off to the good guys(and gals).
I thought this might interest some of you. Some more than others. Me, I am on the cop's side. Seriously am. 'cause I also consider myself one of the good guys.
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