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I think I've got some about that old. I once bought a lot of 25 cal bullets from a guy on another forum. I think they weighed 60 or 70 pounds. They were less than $100 from what I can remember. A really vast assortment. When I got home one evening, There was a trail from the driveway to the backdoor on the patio where the mail delivery lady had dragged one of those USPS basket things. LOL! She just left them in the basket, bless her heart. She later told my wife, "I don't know what it is your husband buys, but it sure is heavy!" We have a good assortment of 257 Roberts and 250-3000 chambered rifles. Hopefully, this 25-06 will give me a chance to dispose of some of the heavier bullets in the collection.

I honestly think he'd never sold anything.

I hope everyone here realizes that you know enough to see how little politicians understand firearms. I further hope you realize they have the same amount of knowledge or economics, healthcare, safety, environment, foreign policy, etc. It's really scary when you stop and think about it.

New Lambda Variant!!! Give me a friggin break already!

I handed him the cash. He still didn't want me to ride it. He then reluctantly said I could as I was walking to the truck.

Going to look at one tomorrow. You’d be surprised how many people have one for sale, yet will not disclose a cell number, locations, or will even get back with you at all. I went and looked at one last week. The guy didn’t want me to ride it. You aren’t going to find many takers like that either. People amaze me.

I never had any luck whatsoever with Tony Day. Just a fluke I guess because everyone else likes him.

I’ve got an O2 sensor, injector, plugs, and a coil pack ordered for his. If all that doesn’t fix it, it’s going to a mechanic. Hopefully mine is just an injector.

Son came home last night and said his truck was missing. I plugged in the scanner, and it showed a #2 cylinder miss and a bad O2 sensor. Swapped the coil packs and spark plugs between cylinders 1 and 2. Then it showed a misfire in both cylinders. Odd that more than one thing went out at the same time. Get in my truck to head to the parts house, and it's missing too! The machine says a bad injector on the #5 cylinder. Wife was reluctant to let me borrow her car. I guess that's the joy of driving junkers.

He is a uniting figure.

We have very short memories.

How much pollution does this tallywhacker produce?

So the flying phallus took it’s maiden voyage.

Dad built his own bench that holds a stock. You can turn it in any direction. There’s an overhead light and magnifying glass mounted to it. It also converts into a shooting bench. LOL.

DemBart 20 lines per inch. Monte Kennedy wrote a great book on how to checker.

Actually, that’s pretty much what he said. I’m certain it wasn’t what he meant.

I read somewhere that only about 25% of black folks have been vaccinated. Do you you believe the other 75% are conservative?

https://fox17.com/news/local/former-vp-al-gore-we-got-to-vaccinate-people-in-tennessee-including-teenagers Well, that does it! I'm on my way now to get vaccinated. Al said I was a racist if I don't.

Wow! I’ve been shot at a time or two, but never hit. I did help a friend dig a shotgun primer out of his crotch when a dumbazz thought it would he funny to throw a shotgun shell into the campfire.

He even hand made the skeleton grip cap.

Thanks guys. It is special to me. Now to see if Smiling Larry will send me some brass and dies, since this is a new chambering for me. I think I have enough bullets to shoot the barrel out. He'll be 79 this year, but still does some nice work.

I knew my dad had been building this rifle, but to my surprise, he came by today and gave it to me for my birthday. It is a 25-06. I haven't yet shot it. What I was wondering is whether any of you have seen a cherry rifle stock. It looks much better than I would have guessed. He made it from a piece of rough sawn lumber. It must have taken forever to inlet.

I know. I also know you know where I’m coming from.

LOL!!!

Twas an honest answer, Erik. The last time I called the police was in 1989. I witnessed a hit and run in the grocery store parking lot where I was working. To my knowledge, they still have not responded. This probably isn’t the case where you live, but for me it is reality. If our sheriff can’t get money or puzzy out of it, it isn’t a concern, which leaves me to my own security. Sorry if that offended you. If it happens again, I’ll know who it is and deal with it accordingly. There is a glaring difference in city and country life. I choose the latter. Thankfully, it isn’t for everyone.