Was downstairs tonight looking for a lost box of aluminum and brass rods. Saw a box that made me curious. It had all my yearbooks in it and a gem from my early teens. It’s been probably 44 years since my dad signed the little order form I snipped from some magazine and my mom taking me to the bank for a money order. If you’re old enough, you all remember the 4-6 week wait after you mailed your envelope. Anyway, the thing was broke. Something motivated me to fix it. Then my girlfriend chirping about a plane crash and wanting me in the living room really motivated me. I told her, just wait. She caught the first rubber pellet. Well the blanket she was under on the couch actually did. We laughed about how wicked some of our toys were as kids. This gun caused some anger when I was a kid. Now it would probably cause a lawsuit. Figured I would post this because it is an airgun and maybe some post 50 guys like myself might like to see something from the good old days. Yes, it’s .22 caliber and shoots what appears to be a rubber MRD.
We soon discovered that berries from our carrot wood tree were the same size as the cork balls. Dang those stung.