Bullseye

My wife and I were on our way to one of our granddaughter’s soccer games one recent Saturday. I was hungry and decided to stop for something at McDonalds but the drive-through was jammed so I parked and went inside.

How many people do you know who have created something that lasts more than 100 years? Although I have several acquaintances whom I admire for their accomplishments, it’s doubtful that what they’ve created will still be in use after that much time.

And so begins another relay.

Another Bullseye enthusiast recently passed along his formula for “red oil”. (This is *not* the same as the so-called “Ed’s Red” which, by the way, is *not* named after me. I have no connection to either of these concoctions.)

What’s in a Word: Accuracy, Precision, Repeatbility, and Tolerance

We expect that if our scale says a bullet weighs 202.4 grains then that’s it.

Ok, Ok, it’s a boring subject, I know. But it’s gotta be done so let’s get this out’a the way.

Damp and chilly. Brrrr!

The humidity was high and, with the cool 58 degrees, there was a decided chill to the air as we shot the Bullseye 900 last night. Everyone wore a light jacket or a shirt atop a shirt. I “warmed up” with 22 caliber and kept its temperature-sensitive ammunition in my pocket.

… for your wadder’s recoil spring.

Here are two 1911 recoil springs, one heavily used and the other brand new. The difference is obvious - the old spring has “taken a set” and is visibly shorter.

If they could, statues would hate them.

Statue cleaners surely do.

Jim Henderson is serving us–that’s you and me as well as “US”–in Afghanistan.