Fresh of the lathe and CNC machine, a 4140 chrome-moly steel, 42” octagonal barrel, 45 caliber, and a 1:56 twist rate with 8 groves. Maple stock, brass patch box, and adjustable iron sights. She is a beauty.
My Cane-tuck-ee Girl
Keep your bony AR15 chick, I like mine with some meat,
My curvy Cane-tuck-ee girl, always sweeps me off my feet.
I love her lines and the solid weight of her body,
She’s a straight shooter, never vain or haughty.
Her dark maple wood stock, In my arms it lies content,
Her black powder perfume, intoxicates with its scent.
She is a thrifty girl, takes sixty grains of powder, that is all,
Down her 42” grooved barrel slides the ramrod patch and ball.
I align the plain iron sights and gently pull her set trigger,
She instantly recoils with a youthful vim and vigor.
Practice, patience, and discipline, these are her demands,
A tight grouping at two hundred yards requires loving hands.
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oops…wrong window. Meant this for the love scam post.
So I found an interesting representation of Job 38:11:
11 And said: ‘Thus far shalt thou come, but no further; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed’?
Nice. Quite a message at the business of a flintlock. Thanks for all your posts. A treasure.
Thank you Michael for the feedback and kind words.