Posted on 12/24/2015 4:17:26 PM PST by Lazamataz
On this Christmas eve, my mind drifts back to old, lost loves.... like the Sig Sauer P210 I got from Shotgun news. This legendary pistol, made in 1959, I managed to get at a STEAL from some Swiss Army decommission imports for a mere 700 dollars, somewhere in the very late 1990's.
I received the firearm. and while I loved the action and the crisp dropoff of the trigger, I hated some of the 1950's ergonomics. The magazine release was on the butt of the grip, for example. The safety was oddly-placed.
I took a fatal decision. I decided this clockwork-like masterpiece, this Swiss-engineered marvel, had no place in my collection. I regret this decision, and will to my dying day.
I sold it to someone VERY eager to pick it up for 1500 dollars. I should have wondered why he was so eager. Now I know.
This legendary shooter -- the most accurate out-of-the-box pistol in the WORLD -- is renowned and admired in pistol circles. The cheapest I could replace such a masterpiece for, is 3000 for a very used one, and 5000-6000 for one with my low serial number, and one in the condition mine was in (like new).
Women come and go, but PISTOLS... the loss of a good pistol can bring a man to tears.
Tonight, I cry.
This is the thread to get it all out. We can help you unburden... this is the time to let go and let God!
Marry me.
Around 1987 a bunch of Lugers came into the country from where I don’t know.
I had a dealer order me one listed as excellent but not matching. I can’t recall the price but it was very reasonable.
When I got it, all the numbers did in fact match except for the mag. It was in about 98% or better. It was code marked S/42 which was Mauser, maybe 1939 but I am not sure.
I actually don’t remember who I sold it to but it was in that period where I had to sell so many.
OH THAT SET ME TO CRYING AGAIN.....
That was almost as sad as my tale of woe and desolation....
Agree with your 1st 2 comments.
I have been considering purchasing a new pistol. Not looking at anything nearly as expensive as what you had.
What do you think of the CZ 75-B. I’ve read that for the money it is a really sweet shooting weapon.
Another I’ve read about is the Baretta 92. It has a good reputation.
Have considered a CCL, but not sure I want to put my name on the list. You don’t need it to carry a pistol in the glove box in Texas. But you do for a concealed or open carry. Don’t need it to carry one on our land at the farm or in our pastures.
Given some to kin, no regrets, good guys/gals..
On occasion I’ll cuddle my Winchester Model 1300 shotgun when I go to sleep.
The Toll showed me a very nice pistol, extremely ergonomic from what I could tell, very nice CCW print (or lack thereof)... I would get one like it myself, if I wasn’t committed to a few other new purchases and back-filling support equipment for my recent acquisitions.... The Toll, can you inform him of what make/model and tell him a bit about it?
I know nothing about the CZ types, but I have heard positive things about them. I tend to go Drastic Plastic for pistols, Glocks....
...on “the stuff” again?
AND your relative, too! :)
Uncalled for.
Fun thread.
Don’t be a dick.
many women have graced me with their absence.
ONE - graced me with her presence for 54 plus years Her, I miss.....
WOW! Nice! As the proud owner of only one, a Ruger, I was unaware of the interchangability of Dan Wesson barrels. That’s handy as heck!
God bless, brother, sorry to hear about your (serious) loss. This has been a fun thread, but I will drop the fun for a second to offer sincere condolences.
LOL, while I have never (okay, SELDOM) cuddled with a gun, I do have a ritual that a new gun must be either on the floor next to my bed (for rifles) or on the nightstand (for pistols) the first night.
Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.
>
...........
We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.
What becomes of the broken hearted.....
Not sure how you touched a pistol on the sleeve, though.
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