Shooting piston is like dating a crazy woman. Some days are fantastic and everything just works. Other days (most days?) things are a little out of whack and you have to chase the zero around to figure out where things are going. And like dating a crazy woman, it can be fun and challenging, but you wind up asking yourself "what am I doing? this doesn't have to be this hard". A lot.
The trick to "dating" crazy women is confining the relationship to where it belongs; and away from family, "friends", and far, FAR from the altar! Having twice violated this truism myself, once again I speak as the Voice Of Experience. And although I wouldn't take for some of those most-"memorable" experiences, I consider myself lucky to have survived two psycho-wives.
During my last reconnection with #1 (for me, #4 for her) I asked, "How many times have you been married now, Jackie?" She replied, "Eight; but only 6 husbands." Soon as I told her I wasn't interested in marrying again she lost interest.
Number 2 almost killed me, took a quarter-century of my best years, and $100K to finally rid myself of. The day she drove away (destined for Portland, Oregon) was one of the best days of my life!
![Zany face :zany_face: 🤪](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/7.0/png/unicode/64/1f92a.png)
The ensuing four years have been nothing less than spectacular; just me and the girl of my dreams spending quality time together on 30 acres of Texas heaven on Earth, and sharing it with a few dozen good airgun friends.
After swearing off springers for several years I've now added three to the toy-chest, and toyed with the thought of shooting FT with them. But then recall the times I tried in decades past, only to discover them too analogous to ex-wives! How so?
As I've stated on this forum- "Not every airgunner enjoys a violent chain of events taking place under his face every time he trips the trigger".
![Rolling on the floor laughing :rofl: 🤣](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/7.0/png/unicode/64/1f923.png)
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