lysanderxiii
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In 1989, some guy I didn't know from Adam's house cat, handed me, through a hole in the door, a random M60 from a room full of M16 and M60s. I was going to have to trust my life to that when hordes of Soviets came pouring through the Fulda gap.
It was a Saco M60 as old, or older than as I was. When you picked it up by the carry handle, you could see oil leak out of the trunnion rivets joints. That's the point in life where I realized having a 100% reliable weapon is never guaranteed, best learn how to keep what you have running.
Two years later, that M60 went to war and never failed to shoot when asked to.
It was a Saco M60 as old, or older than as I was. When you picked it up by the carry handle, you could see oil leak out of the trunnion rivets joints. That's the point in life where I realized having a 100% reliable weapon is never guaranteed, best learn how to keep what you have running.
Two years later, that M60 went to war and never failed to shoot when asked to.