All is takes is one chance encounter with a Conservation Officer, a Queen's Cowboys seatbelt check-stop, or some other unlucky interaction and you lose your PAL/RPAL, all of your guns, and perhaps your vehicle depending on what the CO can make stick. As I said, wilfullly delusional. Or perhaps just too young/stupid/cocky to understand the potential lifetime of implications for a bit of clandestine "fun" with an unregistered, prohibited firearm. You think they will let you off like some gang-banger? Wrong - you are an evil gun owner in the eyes of the majority, good only for acting as an example and warning to others so inclined.....
The "hold my beer" crowd frequently mistakes the possession of "balls" with the performance of abjectly stupid, darwinian behaviour. FWIW, my own "ball" is fully intact - the one I have remaining after being seriously wounded following weeks of near-continuous combat. You know, the kind with bullets flying both directions. Some of us become more seriously-minded in our older age or after we have been exposed to the vagaries of life. Others just bumble through with misplaced confidence right up to the point that an unexpected catastrophe (usually of their own making or omission) leads to a life of public welfare, a disability, or both. Your response clearly indicates your likely trajectory. Good luck.
