Sld1959
Ronin
The past week I took a trip to the range and shot handguns. Everything was going well until I shot my Model 60 3 inch. Suddenly, after 3 years it was shooting a foot high, what the hell. Being rather quick of thought it occurred to me my nephew had done something.
My nephew you say? Ok time out rewind about a week. OK for brevity sake we shall from here in out call him D. Ok, DA is getting his CPL and he has on order a model 60 like mine. So, he begged to borrow mine for his class. Against everything I have been taught and my instincts I finally relented after pressure from my wife. It's only a bit of target practice and 100 round class she says, let DA borrow it, she of course did not call him DA that is my loving new knickname for him.
So, I gave him the revolver to use for a week. Turns out DA ended up using a Bersa Thunder his dad left him, ok fine with me. The Model 60 was relatively clean when I got it back except powder rings on the cylinder face. So I went shooting before total cleanup.
So now we are shooting a foot high, with. So I called DA and asked wth may have occured. It seem DA was shooting low so he proceeded to file down my front sight for me. Ughhhh what could go wrong.
So, off to Magnaport I go. Of course i alternated Praying every mile they have that particular color green sight still, they told me three years ago they were going to be discontinued, and cussing my brilliant nephew out.
So I get there, and explain about my nephew DA. Turns out not only do they still have it, the owner took my 60 back there on the spot and put the new one on. Then I almost fell over when he would not take a penny for it or his time. Now that's customer service.
DA of course never borrows a gun again and was lucky as he was going to pay for it.
I of course consider myself DA for loaning it in the first place.
My nephew you say? Ok time out rewind about a week. OK for brevity sake we shall from here in out call him D. Ok, DA is getting his CPL and he has on order a model 60 like mine. So, he begged to borrow mine for his class. Against everything I have been taught and my instincts I finally relented after pressure from my wife. It's only a bit of target practice and 100 round class she says, let DA borrow it, she of course did not call him DA that is my loving new knickname for him.
So, I gave him the revolver to use for a week. Turns out DA ended up using a Bersa Thunder his dad left him, ok fine with me. The Model 60 was relatively clean when I got it back except powder rings on the cylinder face. So I went shooting before total cleanup.
So now we are shooting a foot high, with. So I called DA and asked wth may have occured. It seem DA was shooting low so he proceeded to file down my front sight for me. Ughhhh what could go wrong.
So, off to Magnaport I go. Of course i alternated Praying every mile they have that particular color green sight still, they told me three years ago they were going to be discontinued, and cussing my brilliant nephew out.
So I get there, and explain about my nephew DA. Turns out not only do they still have it, the owner took my 60 back there on the spot and put the new one on. Then I almost fell over when he would not take a penny for it or his time. Now that's customer service.
DA of course never borrows a gun again and was lucky as he was going to pay for it.
I of course consider myself DA for loaning it in the first place.
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