Not long ago, Tins & I have had great loss, after everything is said and done, there is still items that need tending to. Now that the sweat has left the eyes, it’s time to take of those items with good thoughts, here is one. there were only 3000 of this particular made, 222 Remington Magnum, a Christmas gift for sis the triple duce
Dead nuts accurate at 250/300 yards, after that, use a .223
Those early Remington rifles would routinely print five-shot groups under ½-inch, with factory ammunition. Handloaded stuff often cut that in half. Just to illustrate how accurate a target-grade .222 can be, the cartridge has the unique distinction of shooting the only 0.0000” five-shot group, fired in September 1973 by Mac McMillan; it was registered as a true one-hole group, though would later be judged as a 0.0009” group, and would be unseated in 2013
she could skin a buck, run a trout line dad made sure
only reason I showed you that, was when she got it, I remember (how to say it)
ohh yea, that shit-eating-grin for I it seen years later
thank you, mom
a quick insert
see this guy, fuck this guy
reference WACO
Not sure what it is about the lake, it draws me, it holds my other sister, maybe that’s why I’m always near it, still looking I suppose.
Was a time when those nutballs out in california wanted to pipe our water out there, that was when pipelines were in fashion, that was stopped right away
While lookin out the water, Tins came to mind
lil sis with a Marine escort
a quiet smile of approval
” what’s wrong you?”
nothin, just have music in my head is all