Dear Mr. M. Butler
Please stop posting pictures of your gorgeous rifle all over the internet. Two seconds after I spotted this rifle for sale at my favorite Lloydminster gunstore I thought I better just take a few deep breaths before I ran to get my credit card.
My wife intercepted me and asked if I'd take the recycling down the drive way for pickup. I got back into the house, went to my laptop and the damn rifle was gone! Vanished as if it never existed. It was like it was a mirage in the desert or a dream or something mythical.
A deep depression came over me... My M70 supergrade 375 seemed very plain, ordinary, forgetable. My RSM 375 with it's exceptional circassian seemed like an old 2x4, a chunk of lumber, a promise unfulfilled.
As my malaise worsened I signed into my African Hunting account to ease my grief.............
To see this rifle displayed in high resolution photo after photo after photo. Now here you are dragging it in front my face again and again. Now topped with the perfect rings and scope.
I just know I'll come back again and again to stare and envy
Now you have to tell me it shoots great.........you are a cruel cruel man Mr. Butler