Sorry it's taken me so long to reply, but I had to retreat to my safe space after you triggered me with your micro-aggressions. I shot my first gun nearly sixty years ago--back when jacketed bullets were expensive and lead was all we could afford. I wish I had known the dangers of wearing shooting clothes to church and eating potato chips while reloading. All those years of negligent gun handling have taken their toll, causing constant ringing in my hears, turning my hair gray, and severely limiting the distance at which I can pee.
P.S. I thought I was the only one who got hassled at the airport because my bags show the chemical signature of explosive materials.
