Carl Levitian
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Growing up, I saw my father carry his old Colt woodsman try often on family hikes and picnics, and when we went fishing along the river. It was one of those old pre-war Colts, nice flat trim little gun. It was out of sight under the old khaki shirt he wore in warm weather or the wool rich short jack in cold weather. It was the only gun he owned, and he was a crack shot with it.
My better half is very partial to her 3 inch S&W 317. She shoots it pretty good, enough that I'd never want her mad at me.
My better half is very partial to her 3 inch S&W 317. She shoots it pretty good, enough that I'd never want her mad at me.