I dreamt I began reloading for that rifle.
Would not group any better than 3". I had paper targets pasted on the back doors of a small box truck.
Carpet under that paper to keep the bullets from going through.
I ejected a spent case after 3 shots and it was crinkled like an accordion on 1 side and the neck was redish colored and bent.
I reached into the bag of new cases and they were all bent and discolored and had the folds like an accordion.
There was also a brass neck stuck in the chamber of the rifle.
I got that brass neck out and then what looked like sand but was tiny pieces of brass began pouring out of the breech.
Like pounds of it coming out it was coming out of the gas port which had some rectangular 4x8 metal thing attached to it that collected the brass sand after firing.
I told you it was a messed up dream.
Would not group any better than 3". I had paper targets pasted on the back doors of a small box truck.
Carpet under that paper to keep the bullets from going through.
I ejected a spent case after 3 shots and it was crinkled like an accordion on 1 side and the neck was redish colored and bent.
I reached into the bag of new cases and they were all bent and discolored and had the folds like an accordion.
There was also a brass neck stuck in the chamber of the rifle.
I got that brass neck out and then what looked like sand but was tiny pieces of brass began pouring out of the breech.
Like pounds of it coming out it was coming out of the gas port which had some rectangular 4x8 metal thing attached to it that collected the brass sand after firing.
I told you it was a messed up dream.
