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Mine was about 1971. I was really getting heavy into pistol shooting . Really
took it seriously . Married had a couple kids no money. The only pistol I could
afford was a old FIE Pietta brass frame 1851 Navy This was when most every
one else at our club was shooting fancy custom super accurate in-lines. Well I
did my homework and set out to make my old Navy shoot good enough so I
could compete with the big boys. I invented a system so as the barrel when
taken off would be put back on the same way each time by pulling the pins out
and threading the two holes for screws. I drilled thru the front of the barrel and
screwed the barrel onto the frame. Boy would that old 51 shoot!. Shot a 92 at
50 yds. Won about every match I shot in against the in- line boys. Won the
Missouri State Championship with it. So you say, what's all this have to do with
my luckiest shot? Well I will tell you. I was starting a very important match
and I got to talking to someone while I was loading and I forgot to put any
lube over the balls. I stepped up to the line, held good and fired. When the
revolver went off it sounded like a ka- boom . I looked at the gun and seen
what had happend. Two cylinders had gone off. The one lined up with the barrel
and the one right next to it. Now this was at our State Championship Shoot.
A very big event. I though oh no, I will have one good shot and probably the
other one will be way out in the "white" or worse be on the paper but outside
a scoring ring. I remember saying to myself, Stick a Fork in Me, cause I'm done.
It took about 5 min before I got enough nerve to look thru my spotting scope
to see just how bad the damage was. Well to my surprise there was two little
36. Caliber holes looking back at me and they were BOTH inside the "10" ring
about a inch apart!! I nearly fainted. I still have that target and will post it
sometime. I couldn't do that again if my life depended on it. Well that's my
story and I'm sticking to it
Phil
took it seriously . Married had a couple kids no money. The only pistol I could
afford was a old FIE Pietta brass frame 1851 Navy This was when most every
one else at our club was shooting fancy custom super accurate in-lines. Well I
did my homework and set out to make my old Navy shoot good enough so I
could compete with the big boys. I invented a system so as the barrel when
taken off would be put back on the same way each time by pulling the pins out
and threading the two holes for screws. I drilled thru the front of the barrel and
screwed the barrel onto the frame. Boy would that old 51 shoot!. Shot a 92 at
50 yds. Won about every match I shot in against the in- line boys. Won the
Missouri State Championship with it. So you say, what's all this have to do with
my luckiest shot? Well I will tell you. I was starting a very important match
and I got to talking to someone while I was loading and I forgot to put any
lube over the balls. I stepped up to the line, held good and fired. When the
revolver went off it sounded like a ka- boom . I looked at the gun and seen
what had happend. Two cylinders had gone off. The one lined up with the barrel
and the one right next to it. Now this was at our State Championship Shoot.
A very big event. I though oh no, I will have one good shot and probably the
other one will be way out in the "white" or worse be on the paper but outside
a scoring ring. I remember saying to myself, Stick a Fork in Me, cause I'm done.
It took about 5 min before I got enough nerve to look thru my spotting scope
to see just how bad the damage was. Well to my surprise there was two little
36. Caliber holes looking back at me and they were BOTH inside the "10" ring
about a inch apart!! I nearly fainted. I still have that target and will post it
sometime. I couldn't do that again if my life depended on it. Well that's my
story and I'm sticking to it
Phil
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