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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:06 am
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Fresnel Das Rabble Rouser Fresnel Das Rabble Rouser Fresnel Das Rabble Rouser I don't know where I can order a new mag plus money is pretty tight right now. PictureThere's a small knob on the white plastic piece of the bottom mag. That fell out of the top mag sometime when it was in the luger then after I fired the last shot the plastic piece shot out of the mag and into the chamber. What's the make and model on the Luger, again? It's A.F. Stoeger. Yeah, the place I usually go to sells the part you need for $7 and change, but they're out of stock. If it's anything like my Winchester, it'll be like that for a couple years. I'm considering taking the part from the bad mag since that one jams almost every shot anyway. A perfectly legitimate solution. I'm actually wondering if you could make the broken mag work, except it'd just shoot the follower out the top of the gun like an en-bloc clip. xd That's kinda what happened before when it broke but it got stuck in the chamber rather than shooting out the top.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 10:47 pm
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 2:28 pm
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 3:43 pm
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 7:14 pm
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 2:34 am
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On another note related to the thread title, my girlfriend left me a voicemail the day before yesterday (Wednesday, for those of you whose time zones might ******** that up), and when I called my mail box to check it, it said I had TWO voicemails. Okay, cool, whatever, the other one is probably my dad or something.
No such luck. The first one was a call from April sixth - a callback from a major local gun store about a job application I'd put in, sent three days before their grand opening, which I attended, ironically. I called the dude back as soon as I got it, but haven't gotten a reply yet. So I'm pretty much gonna have to suck as much a** as physically possible to beg another shot at the next round of hirings. Luckily, they're not fully open yet; they've opened a temporary shop in a strip mall to service the area while they build a ******** gigantic store and indoor range. This is a company where, on slow nights, an unneeded clerk is allowed to buy a case of ammo and take one of the machine guns for a spin. Hell, I was in their parent store once when a clerk volunteered to let another clerk shoot him in the chest with a SIG to try out body armor.
Needless to say, I'm <******** pissed at my phone and voicemail right now for not telling me I'd missed a call and I had a message waiting, respectively.
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