So I was at the range last weekend, shooting away with my .45 and as usual missing everything (I really need to replace those sights), and buddy starts blasting away with this shiny monstrosity and putting the bullets where he meant to! Outrageous! I thinks to meself, there must be some kind of leprechaun magic at work. So I says to the leprechaun tamer "HEY! YEAH YOUSE! WHAT'S THAT PURDY LITTLE THANG?". Once he realized I wasn't talking about his wife, he lets me fondle and/or shoot said bauble. Turns out, they make guns where the bullets go into these little WHEELS! So I says "where's the leprachaun fit in this thing?" and he's lookin' at me like maybe it was a mistake handing me a loaded revolver (fancy name!), I realize he's not understanding my redneck verbage so I just go about spending his money for him and sending it downrange. Well wouldn't you know! That little sniggly put bullets RIGHT WHERE I AIMED THEM!
So overly long and confuzzled story short, I'm waiting on my ATT to pick up my very own 6" 686 stainless. I asked at the store, and no, no leprechauns, so I set out a trap.
So overly long and confuzzled story short, I'm waiting on my ATT to pick up my very own 6" 686 stainless. I asked at the store, and no, no leprechauns, so I set out a trap.


















































