More HK Junk-Gentlemen, please open your wallets!
Hunter7 said:
Well I have had two lower receivers crack, the original one went for about 8 or 9 hundred rounds before the crack developed and the new replacement receiver which BTW had the new HKJS logo only went about 80 rounds before it too cracked. Mine just cracked from regular use, I don't dryfire my rifles nor do I make a point of dry firing it when it is taken apart either. You'll know right away when a crack has developed because the bolt will cease to stay open after the last shot when it is cracked. In fact the crack can be so small that's it's almost invisible yet it still allows the receiver to flex just that small amount as to not hold the bolt open anymore. Personally I think it is a very poor design and to deactivate the boltstop IMO is a poor solution and a copp out as this IS a fairly pricey rifle and IS designed to hold the bolt open after the last shot and I do like that feature and expect it for that price. Surely if a hundred $$ Chinese SKS rifle will hold the bolt open after the last shot a $2100.00 HK should also. So far my third receiver is holding up although I don't have that many rounds through it since I changed it. Actually the problem I am having with my SL8 now is that it is not holding zero anymore, I have had two different scopes and mounts on it and after I zero it the next time I take it out the impact has shifted either left or right about 6 inches at a hundred yards. I have inspected it and cannot see anything that is loose or might possibly have shifted, the top rail the the scope is mounted on apears to be solid as well. Anyway needless to say I am not impressed with this gun considering the cost and had I known I would have this many problems with it I would not have bought it..
I have been a sucker for European chic too. I bought an HK91 after reading Mel Tappan’s and others glowing reviews about it. I found the 91 to be a grossly overprices hodgepodge of stamped metal and plastic. Junk, it is that simple.
Yes, it went bang when you pulled the trigger. But it had horrible ergonomics, and I mean really HORRIBLE. You needed three hands to change the mag (four is better) and the stock was designed for a midget. As for accuracy, I shot the thing regularly and could do no better than a two inch group. I am convinced that most gun writers are secretly on the payroll of industry. The positive reviews were pure bunk. My Russian SKS did quite a bit better at the range.
Good money followed bad as I sought to replicate the positive range reviews featured in the printed media. I bought an aftermarket stock extension and scope mount. At the end of the day, the rifle looked like something Schwarzenegger might use in his next film, but it sent bullets all over God’s creation.
A particularlly humilating experience occurred at the range one day, when I pulled the doomsday device out of its case to the hoots of the assembled Good-Old Boys standing there. After they finished their wolf wistles, and enquiries about the appaling cost, I was asked to demonstrate its accuracy. Situated at the three hundred meter embankment was a collection of clay pidgeons, bright orange targets that the assembled had been blasting into pieces with a motley collection of bargain basement varmint guns, and sportorized Mausers. I tried my best. And when I did my part, I could hit the embankment with some regularity. But the clay pidgeons were untouched. Blazing away with magagzine after magazine, it seemed the pidgeons were mocking me in defiance. I had emptied my purse into an eleven pound monstrosity that might or might not best a one-hundred and fifty buck SKS carbine. I would bet on the SKS.
After the laughter died down, everyone wanted to give the German ‘Ubergewer’ a try. No matter who was on the trigger, those pisgeons remainded whole, silent testimony to my foolishness. One man dismissed my HK91 as a “kid’s toy.” It made lots of noise and looked cool, and that was about it.
Correct me if I am wrong but aren’t Heckler and Koch also responsible for the L85A2, an appaling piece of trash that should have been melted down long ago? I recall reading that HK performed literally dozens of “fixes” none of which affected the system’s inherent defects nor restored the confidence of the hard pressed British soldiers. Nobody but the British could be convinced to buy it. God knows how many Irishmen owe their lives to fact that when Tommy pulled the trigger, their worthless pop gun went “click” and dumped its magazine on the street.
Hard as it is to believe, the bells and whistles count for little in the end. The HK turns out much trash, and people line up to be bilked, blinded by European chic. Hype sells.
Had the robber barrons in HK tried their scams in the days of Albert Speer, he would have sent in the Brownshirts. As it is, the fat cats at HK are spending their ill gotten gain in German strip joints, stuffing Euro notes into the g-string of pracing Russian schoolgirls. These same scoundrals would be stood up against the wall in the days of Der Fuhrer.
Uncle Joe and the Austrian paper hanger are both rolling in their graves.
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