West R Lee
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Darryl Hattenhauer said:
Yes sir.
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/ ... sFirearm=Y
I'm a revolver guy myself.
West
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Yes sir.
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/ ... sFirearm=Y
I'm a revolver guy myself.
West
Darryl Hattenhauer
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The only autoloader I ever had was a Colt .45, and that thing was so dangerous that I sold it the same day I bought it. You have to practice a lot to get good with one of those. But with a revolver, I bagged my limit of tin cans every time.
Talk about veering. The most recent 10mm round as was pointed out was in response to the feebs wanting a more powerful cartridge. It is a hot cartridge and in early 10mm semiautos the slidehad a tendency to crack in some cases, I shot a friend's that did indeed develop that problem. However, for a civilian agency there is a liability issue in a really hot load as they penetrate too much and can result in damage beyond the intended target. Thus the development of the .40 S&W (or the .40 short and weak!, which it is not really) which is as was also pointed out is in effect a shortened case 10mm.
Forty fives are a lot of fun especially in a revolver where they can be considerably downloaded to function very mildly, our range is 50" and I developed a load that I used to joke would stop at 51' and just fall! The nice thing about the big calibers is that for aging eyes you can see the holes in paper at a distance without needing a scope and if you can't see any holes they are all in the black! :roll: For non-shooting afficianados the center of the target is black.
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Forty fives are a lot of fun especially in a revolver where they can be considerably downloaded to function very mildly, our range is 50" and I developed a load that I used to joke would stop at 51' and just fall! The nice thing about the big calibers is that for aging eyes you can see the holes in paper at a distance without needing a scope and if you can't see any holes they are all in the black! :roll: For non-shooting afficianados the center of the target is black.
Harmony H-173 bought in 1960 (retired)
Alvarez AC60S
Eastman AC320ce BOOKMATCHING BOOKMATCHING WE DON'T NEED NO STINKING BOOKMATCHING!
http://www.massstreetmusic.com/store/sh ... id-Cutaway
GAD-JF30E(blonde)
Darryl Hattenhauer
Venerated Member
Spiderman,
Coastie, the patron saint of LTG, says "Don't fear the veer."
dh
Coastie, the patron saint of LTG, says "Don't fear the veer."
dh
jcwu
Senior Member
I don't think that's a dumb question.cjd-player said:
I think that today, most guitars do have compensated saddles, except maybe for low-priced models. I think in the past most did not. Presumably people just lived with the intonation problem. I'm guessing that with improvements in recording, the intonation became more noticable, so saddles started to be B compensated. Just a guess.[/quote:22f431eh]
Back when I started playing, I knew nothing about intonation. On my first electric, I actually lined up all the saddles so they were lined up straight across the bridge. Oops! I had no idea what I was doing.
With the acoustic, as time went on (after I learned how to intonate my electric), I started to notice that some chords would be in tune but others wouldn't be. So I started tuning the G and B strings just enough out of tune that most chords were acceptable. I seem to remember that it was most noticeable between G and D chords.
I think with the advent of the internet, we're learning so much more about our gear, and we're expecting so much more from our gear, that maybe the manufacturers are catching on and improving their products. Call it progress, I guess.
And... I'm so sorry for bringing the thread back on topic. I promise not to do it again.
personally, I have never gotten over my distrust of semi-auto pistols. I carried a bolt-action precision long arm in Vietnam (a rebuilt Springfield firing match ammunition)....my pistol of choice has always been my model 29 smith and wesson "State Trooper" with its 6-inch barrel and an accuracy I know I can rely upon for year after year of faithful service. I guess it is my status as a card carrying geezer that makes me feel thusly but, I can categorically state I wouldn't own the Beretta semi-auto that currently resides in the holsters of our servicemen and police officers if I was given the piece and well-paid to carry it. It has to do with the value I place on and the nostalgic attachment I have to this life...
I suspect the reason the Beretta holds fifteen rounds is due to the fact that between the less-than-wonderful stopping power of the 9-mm round and the tendency I have personally observed of persons operating a semi or full auto weapon by spraying numerous rounds in the general direction of the irritation source (called a target or even ruder/cruder epithet when wearing the green suit) with little or no concern about putting steel on target. That is contra-survival behavior, methinks.
My son, the Marine Gunnery Sergeant and pistol instructor to new officers, is an exception to this rule. he shoots circles around his old man with any weapon (long arm or pistol) he picks up....If I didn't know for a certainty the contrary proposition, I'd swear he began to practice shooting around five minutes after exiting Mom's the birth canal...the doc was slow cleaning the crud from his eyes (or so Bryan claims in mitigation of this notional slowness to begin his mastery of the profession and use of firearms....his mother swears that this story is simply not true. Bryan received his first pistol (a revolver in .38 cal) for his third birthday celebration...he already knows that he's twice as hard-ass as his old man ever was--even during his prime as a soldier, and he likes to rub that in along with the fact that my highest attained rank was staff sergeant ...one rocker under the three chevrons, while he is a gunnery sergeant ...TWO rockers under the three chevrons. and please don't get him started on his favorite diatribe--totally unfounded--that one marine is the equal or better of any fifteen members of the US Army. that is calumny of the vilest sort and, mofre importantly, that simply wasn't true during my service in the late sixties and early seventies. the ration was more like three soldiers to one marine during that time--in defense of his thesis he loves to point out that Vietnam Marines were draftees, just like the majority of men serving in the US Army....basically, my jarhead son is an egotistical, obnoxious member of that human sub species: Knuckle-dragging-marine.
They are quite stupid, have a herd mentality but are not going to become extinct because they breed like rabbits (when not molesting each other due to deprivation while in the field). I have it from a "usually reliable" source that they are afforded more than their share of opportunities to breed because their colorful bellhop uniforms catches the ladies' eyes more often than the very subdued Army green; if I had known this injustice back when I cared about such recreational sport activities, I might have written a letter of complaint concerning the uniforms to the Secy of the Army or perhaps the head honcho at Dept of Defense. (do I admit that that would have been Robert MacNamara? oh, that IS an embarassing admission of decrepitude and encroaching senility.
Now, at 61, the subject is more often than not a moot one--besides, chastity keeps me out of trouble....my dear departed wife would have felt compelled to add a word of relief to that statement: "finally!" to put a period on the matter.)
please don't ask me how I managed to slip into complete, stream-of-consciousness/babble mode. I think perhaps my fingers just decided they'd enjoy being in charge of textual content and let my brain figure out a technique for typing the data....a mutiny, if you will. or, even if you will not. ultimately, none of this is of earth-shaking importance...
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I suspect the reason the Beretta holds fifteen rounds is due to the fact that between the less-than-wonderful stopping power of the 9-mm round and the tendency I have personally observed of persons operating a semi or full auto weapon by spraying numerous rounds in the general direction of the irritation source (called a target or even ruder/cruder epithet when wearing the green suit) with little or no concern about putting steel on target. That is contra-survival behavior, methinks.
My son, the Marine Gunnery Sergeant and pistol instructor to new officers, is an exception to this rule. he shoots circles around his old man with any weapon (long arm or pistol) he picks up....If I didn't know for a certainty the contrary proposition, I'd swear he began to practice shooting around five minutes after exiting Mom's the birth canal...the doc was slow cleaning the crud from his eyes (or so Bryan claims in mitigation of this notional slowness to begin his mastery of the profession and use of firearms....his mother swears that this story is simply not true. Bryan received his first pistol (a revolver in .38 cal) for his third birthday celebration...he already knows that he's twice as hard-ass as his old man ever was--even during his prime as a soldier, and he likes to rub that in along with the fact that my highest attained rank was staff sergeant ...one rocker under the three chevrons, while he is a gunnery sergeant ...TWO rockers under the three chevrons. and please don't get him started on his favorite diatribe--totally unfounded--that one marine is the equal or better of any fifteen members of the US Army. that is calumny of the vilest sort and, mofre importantly, that simply wasn't true during my service in the late sixties and early seventies. the ration was more like three soldiers to one marine during that time--in defense of his thesis he loves to point out that Vietnam Marines were draftees, just like the majority of men serving in the US Army....basically, my jarhead son is an egotistical, obnoxious member of that human sub species: Knuckle-dragging-marine.
They are quite stupid, have a herd mentality but are not going to become extinct because they breed like rabbits (when not molesting each other due to deprivation while in the field). I have it from a "usually reliable" source that they are afforded more than their share of opportunities to breed because their colorful bellhop uniforms catches the ladies' eyes more often than the very subdued Army green; if I had known this injustice back when I cared about such recreational sport activities, I might have written a letter of complaint concerning the uniforms to the Secy of the Army or perhaps the head honcho at Dept of Defense. (do I admit that that would have been Robert MacNamara? oh, that IS an embarassing admission of decrepitude and encroaching senility.
Now, at 61, the subject is more often than not a moot one--besides, chastity keeps me out of trouble....my dear departed wife would have felt compelled to add a word of relief to that statement: "finally!" to put a period on the matter.)
please don't ask me how I managed to slip into complete, stream-of-consciousness/babble mode. I think perhaps my fingers just decided they'd enjoy being in charge of textual content and let my brain figure out a technique for typing the data....a mutiny, if you will. or, even if you will not. ultimately, none of this is of earth-shaking importance...
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