... He loaded up the magazine and took his first shot. It went fine. But as he squeezed off round after round, the thing started to feel... unbalanced. The recoil was more than he was used to. The small frame of the P365 wasn’t built for a magazine that big, and the muzzle began to rise uncontrollably. He tried to correct, but it was like trying to steer a jet with a toy joystick.
“Jeez, dude,” Mike said, watching Dave struggle. “Maybe you should try a bigger gun. That thing looks like a gimmick now.”
Dave was determined. He spent the next half hour blasting through the entire 21-round mag. By the end of it, he was sweating. His wrist hurt. His accuracy was shot to hell...