Sometimes you get lucky. Yesterday I traded a .22 Long Rifle I haven't shot in years to a guy that lives nine miles from me for a pristine .50 Renegade. Lord help me, I almost peed my pants. It didn't even have any pitting around the nipple seat.

So now there are three Sinful Sidelock Sisters with Simmons 4X ProDiamond scopes and Green Mountain barrels - a .45 Long Range Hunter 1:30 twist, a .50 LRH 1:28 twist, and a .54 ball shooter 1:70 twist.



Don't know yet what I'm going to to with that fine TC factory barrel. I sure don't need any more Renegades.


(What you talking about boy? You ain't got no .58! Besides, you might run across a Renne with a rusted out barrel real cheap to put that pristine barrel on. Also, you have that 15/16" GM .50 LRH barrel sitting in the closet without a stock. You ain't nowhere near finished.)


Naw, I really don't need any more.


(Need? Need? Who said anything about NEED? You just put yourself another ad in the Louisiana Sportsman and see what happens. Do it now, ya` hear.)


Uh-uh, I really shouldn't do that. Well........maybe......just for fun.