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03-15-2010, 04:02 AM
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Good evening from Las Vegas
Hi, all. Just thought I'd drop in and introduce myself to all the existing members of the board. I'm a Las Vegas resident (no, I don't gamble...used to work for a company that made slot machines and I'm lousy at cards) and I'm an avid shooter. I'm an old phart so I've been around for a while and have seen a lot of changes in this country of ours. In 1959, when I was 9 years old, I saw 2 new stars added to Old Glory...one for Alaska and one for Hawaii. I lived for many years in the People's Republik of Kalifornia but vacated that socialist paradise many, many years ago.
I work for a government contractor and hold a Top Secret security clearance. So if I tell you about my job, I'll have to kill you.  I don't have a large collection of guns (yet) but I'm continuously adding to it. Sig Sauer P226 -- .40 cal Walther PPK -- .40 cal Beretta PX4 Storm -- 9mm Sterling Mark II -- .380 cal Colt AR-15 -- 5.56 cal AK-47 2 Mosin-Nagants -- 1933 hex receiver (Izhevsk arsenal) and 1942 round receiver (Tula arsenal) Romanian PSL And now that Clark County has opened up the public shooting range closer to my apartment, I can take more time to go out and practice with my rifles, including sighting in the scope for my newest acquisition, the Romanian PSL. I had some trouble getting the scope mount to slide onto the weapon. I found a burr on the slides on the weapon so I used one of my jewelers' files to remove it. 
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03-15-2010, 08:12 AM
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Welcome!
Nice weapons...
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US Marine... T/O weapon M9 Secondary M4/M16A2 or A4. Third... whatever is lying on the ground around me. Personal weapons: Glock model 23 .40 Mossberg 500A 12ga 10/22 for the kids...
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03-15-2010, 02:38 PM
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I have a correction to make. For some reason, I've got James Bond on the mind. My Walther is a PPS, NOT a PPK.
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"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO- HOO what a ride!" Some people are like Slinkies -- not really good for anything but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs. I'm old, I'm angry and I vote!
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