
Did a little motoring today. '76 Chief inna woods.
Gave her a bath after.

Gave her a bath after.
Is it the early morning junk punch?
Is it the nomming of your hand on the way by?
Big eyes full of love?
Perhaps, it's the heavy weight that says yer going nowhere?
Guarding from all the things? (I'm scared too, dad.)
Who can say, they're all amazing.
(Except the junk punch.)
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My Springfield 1911a1 in blackened stainless bought new in '08, and upgraded over the years.
Custom grips.
G.I. guide rod and some love from Ed LaPour, ten years ago.
Coming back from the shop now with a Jarvis barrel, ambi safety, supressor tuning, and optic cut.
Rugged Obsidian 45.
My new Smith 1854 in .357. Rugged Obsidian 9, Holosun drs-th and 3x. Running 125 grain .357.
Gold tone resonator bass, Superlite 17-B, pattern of M1917 cutlass, and an M1A Socom with a Huxwrx...among others.
1927 model '94 Winchester from my grandfather. Ruger Blackhawk in .45 Colt from my father-in-law.
LRB M14SA with Criterion barrel and National Match goodies. Primary Arms 5x, Andy's Leather Rhodesian sling. G.I. E2 stock.
Dan Wesson Specialist with grips made from the decking of USS Texas. El Paso Saddlery leather.