Harkrader
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cometpx4:
" I have spoken to many many handgun enthusiasts, who have never owned or fired one . . ."
About 12 years ago I was traveling with a revolver for a competition. The airline required the check-in person to assure it was unloaded and in a proper case. The lady had no idea what to look for, so I suggested she call the sheriff, who had airport security.
She did so. When three deputies showed up they thought the lady was calling in a problem and all but braced me against the wall. I finally convinced them, with the lady's help, that *I* was the one who wanted them there, and explained why.
They took my gun box into a back room. I stood at the door and watched. They had no idea what it was. None had ever held one before, much less fired one. They did not even know how to open the cylinder. I showed them, and they eyeballed it as though cartridges might be hiding somewhere in there.
About that time I started seeing very desirable revolvers on sale for throw-away prices, and bought some I had been hoping for. Today they would sell for several, and some cases many, times what I paid for them. ($300 for a Python. Very ugly, but fired as though new.)
" I have spoken to many many handgun enthusiasts, who have never owned or fired one . . ."
About 12 years ago I was traveling with a revolver for a competition. The airline required the check-in person to assure it was unloaded and in a proper case. The lady had no idea what to look for, so I suggested she call the sheriff, who had airport security.
She did so. When three deputies showed up they thought the lady was calling in a problem and all but braced me against the wall. I finally convinced them, with the lady's help, that *I* was the one who wanted them there, and explained why.
They took my gun box into a back room. I stood at the door and watched. They had no idea what it was. None had ever held one before, much less fired one. They did not even know how to open the cylinder. I showed them, and they eyeballed it as though cartridges might be hiding somewhere in there.
About that time I started seeing very desirable revolvers on sale for throw-away prices, and bought some I had been hoping for. Today they would sell for several, and some cases many, times what I paid for them. ($300 for a Python. Very ugly, but fired as though new.)