Told her last August before making a rewarding road trip to my brother through a few towns
, that a spare MN 44 was needed. Only had one MN.
The previous gun was the SKS last March: "Yep, it's my last gun".
She dropped her head a bit as if a South American native's blowgun dart had hit her with an animal tranquilizer-her head slowly shook and she stared into a new dimension, speechless
. Exactly like this.
Has this happened with any of you guys (gals)?
The previous gun was the SKS last March: "Yep, it's my last gun".
She dropped her head a bit as if a South American native's blowgun dart had hit her with an animal tranquilizer-her head slowly shook and she stared into a new dimension, speechless
Has this happened with any of you guys (gals)?