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With everything all mounted and ready to go we headed to the range with some Federal gr Gold Medal Match and ABT gr Match ammo to see how the rifle would perform. One of the difficult things with the. This prevents getting as good or as tight of a head space as you can when headspacing off of the shoulder like is done on a non-belted case.
Typically this means it is more difficult to get a Win Mag to shoot as accurate as you would with the tried and true. I always respect the rifle makers that are willing to have their.
The rifle was a joy to shoot at the range and a big part of that had to do with the effectiveness of the Patriot Arms muzzle brake and the weight of the rifle, a hefty Recoil was less than that of a. It was very tame, and as you would expect, quite loud for the shooter, but that was to be expected. One could quite literally shoot the rifle all day with no issues.go to site
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The trigger, as mentioned, was very light and was fantastic at the bench. The adjustable stock also allowed the rifle to be adjusted just right for the shooter which also contributes to the comfort when shooting. The weather was sunny, calm and cool at about 45 degrees F and it provided for some good shooting.
Accuracy with the rifle was very consistent and pretty good. The average of all the groups fired with Federal GMM gr ammo was. Laney indicated that they were getting very good results with hand loaded gr AMAX bullets which I believe as the longer bullets should get them closer to the lands and groves and help with the headspacing issues on the Win Mag cartridge.
At last, late in the afternoon, she saw the sails of the fishing fleet, coming in over the sea. Take my basket, Susan. Susan took the basket; also she borrowed Betsy's bonnet and little plaid shawl. I saw her hurrying down to the harbour.
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Other cats were coming out of the cottages, and running down the steep streets that lead to the sea front. Also ducks. I remember that they were most peculiar ducks with top-knots that looked like Tam-o'-Shanter caps. Everybody was hurrying to meet the boats—nearly everybody. I 9 only met one person, a dog called Stumpy, who was going the opposite way. He was carrying a paper parcel in his mouth. Some dogs do not care for fish. Stumpy had been to the butcher's to buy mutton chops for himself and Bob and Percy and Miss Rose.
Stumpy was a large, serious, well-behaved brown dog with a short tail. He lived with Bob the retriever and Percy the cat and Miss Rose who kept house. Stumpy had belonged to a very rich old gentleman; and when the old gentleman died he left money to Stumpy—ten shillings a week for the rest of Stumpy's life. So that was why Stumpy and Bob and Percy the cat all lived together in a pretty little house.
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Susan with her basket met Stumpy 10 at the corner of Broad Street. Susan made a curtsy. She would have stopped to inquire after Percy, only she was in a hurry to meet the boat. Percy was lame; he had hurt his foot. It had been trapped under the wheel of a milk cart. Stumpy looked at Susan out of the corner of his eye; he wagged his tail, but he did not stop. He turned out of Broad Street into Woodbine Lane, where he lived; he pushed open the front door and disappeared into a house. Presently there was a smell of cooking, and I have no doubt that Stumpy and Bob and Miss Rose enjoyed their mutton chops.
He had slipped out of the window, and, like all the other cats in the town, he had gone to meet the fishing boats. Susan hurried along Broad Street and took the short cut to the harbour, down a steep flight of steps. The ducks had wisely gone another way, round by the sea front. The steps were too steep and slippery for anyone less sure-footed than a cat.
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Susan went down quickly and easily. There were forty-three steps, rather dark and slimy, between high backs of houses. A smell of ropes and pitch and a good deal of noise came up from below.
At the bottom of the steps was the quay, or landing-place, beside the inner harbour. The tide was out; there was no 12 water; the vessels rested on the dirty mud. Several ships were moored beside the quay; others were anchored inside the breakwater. Men ran along planks with wheel-barrowfuls of coal; coal scoops were swung ashore by cranes, and emptied with loud thumping and rattling. Bales, casks, packing-cases, barrels—all manner of goods were being stowed into the hold; sailors and stevedores shouted; chains rattled and clanked. Susan waited for an opportunity to slip past the noisy crowd.
The rope ran through the pulley; the cask went down bobbitty on to the deck, where a sailor man was waiting for it. Said the sailor down below:. The yellow cat in the rigging watched the small pink pig. The yellow cat in the rigging looked across at Susan on the quay.
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The yellow cat winked. Susan was surprised to see a pig 15 on board a ship. But she was in a hurry. She threaded her way along the quay, amongst coal and cranes, and men wheeling hand-trucks, and noises, and smells.
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