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I’ve mentioned it before and today, when cleaning out some drawers, I came across a photograph of when it was a shoe tree. That’s me in the sunglasses.

The batteries in my quick access gun safe have died and wherever I put the primary backup key five years ago, well, it just ain’t there, or here, or anywhere else I’ve looked.

After two Timed Fire shots in the centerfire portion of yesterday’s 1800 “postal”, the slide of my 1911 failed to travel forward. I looked quickly to see if it was something I should clear and continue but when I saw the shell of round #2 still in the gun but not attached to the slide, I knew I had some sort of extraction problem. “Slap, rack, bang” would not succeed.

In the centerfire portion of today’s L Match, I fired six 99s in a row. Annoyed, I announced, “the next one will be a 100.”

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The handgun is the air soft 1911 I’ve mentioned before. It’s Sayonara for pigeons and Grackles, but only if I aim very carefully.