Distorted 9mm Case
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Ej3
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Outdoor. Actually in my backyard. The only person who shoots reloads is me, and I would have never loaded and/or shot that case.
Very strange!
Carl N. Brown
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Head stamp is definitely FC 9MM LUGER but it dont look like any of the fired FC 9MM LUGER cases in my recycle bag.
The case body ahead of those weird ripples is a different color brass and appears crimped on as a separate part..
Overall it resembles like the results of my "survival tests" chambering and firing .380 ACP in 9x19mm postol or .32 ACP in .30 Carbine. Looks like someone has out-weirded my weird experiments.
Head stamp is definitely FC 9MM LUGER but it dont look like any of the fired FC 9MM LUGER cases in my recycle bag.
The case body ahead of those weird ripples is a different color brass and appears crimped on as a separate part..
Overall it resembles like the results of my "survival tests" chambering and firing .380 ACP in 9x19mm postol or .32 ACP in .30 Carbine. Looks like someone has out-weirded my weird experiments.
wally
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Too bad it was fired. Would be quite the collector's item if still NIB.
barnetmill
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People have loaded 9x19 into 40 smith and wesson chambers and in the case of glocks have fired and i read ejected too.
wally
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I have witnessed it. Some guys next to me were complaining about poor accuracy and split case with their new .40S&W autoloader, then they realized the boxes of ammo they had all said 9mm on the side.
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One of the things we run into in normal production machining the occasional failure of a collet to hold onto a blank or bar. When that happens one of the possible things that happen because of it is that the "workpiece" travels in or out of the collet while it's being turned, normally they press into the collet because of the cutting pressure of the tool, but sometimes they come out the front like that. IMO that's what we are seeing here. Two reasons for the collet to not hold tight off the top of my head are undersized blanks or barstock, or failure of the collet to close, it can be hydraulic pressure loss or mechanical failure. Very unlikely to be blank size is my guess.
Or, it could have been caused by aliens.
Or, it could have been caused by aliens.
Demi-human
maybe likes firearms a little bit…
Looks like a first run, calibration, junk brass, machine malfunction, maybe when they tossed the lot, or just this one, one bounced out and hid. Thankful to miss the scrap/drop bin, he rolled as fast as he could to get to cover. Ducking behind a shelving unit’s foot, narrowly missing the fingers of a chasing sentry.
He made it.
He said a short prayer, wishing a better reincarnation for his poor clone brothers, spitting in the direction of the trash can.
But how will he get to live his dream?
They days turned to weeks as he subsisted on the cool condensation of the factory floor and the occasional cardboard dust bunny, he managed to snare many under the shelving unit.
Then came his day. An eager assistant swept hard his way. “Now!”he thought. And with that he jumped into the gale and rolled out into the prairie.
As he came to rest, thinking freedom, it got dark. Then darker. Then as he looked up, the light almost winking out, he read giant letters that said, “Georgia”.
This was his end. Smashed and discarded!
But then, it stopped.
The G moved away. And a large set of fingers picked him up. A great gust of hurricane, hot as fire blew him free of the prairie dust.
He was scared. He wasn’t quite right, he knew, but he could do it! Just one chance!
And then, as if his prayers were answered, a soft “huh.” and the pitch of his own unique ring sent him sailing. Across the entire room! Further than he’d gone in weeks!
As he spun in the air he read it. done. Done. Done! DONE. DONE!
He cried just a little before he landed.
Right in the middle of the pallet bin. The “Done” bin.
He made it! He skipped some steps but he made it! It was his chance! He will be loaded ammunition!
“What was that? Ricky what was that?”
“Oh, I’m sweeping, Dadi. I found a brass, and put it in the bin!”
“Oh, well, good job buddy! But don’t put anything in the bin that I haven’t seen, okay?”
”Okay, Dadi.”
“Hey. Five bucks if you sweep the whole place...”
“Okay, Dadi!”
He made it.
He said a short prayer, wishing a better reincarnation for his poor clone brothers, spitting in the direction of the trash can.
But how will he get to live his dream?
They days turned to weeks as he subsisted on the cool condensation of the factory floor and the occasional cardboard dust bunny, he managed to snare many under the shelving unit.
Then came his day. An eager assistant swept hard his way. “Now!”he thought. And with that he jumped into the gale and rolled out into the prairie.
As he came to rest, thinking freedom, it got dark. Then darker. Then as he looked up, the light almost winking out, he read giant letters that said, “Georgia”.
This was his end. Smashed and discarded!
But then, it stopped.
The G moved away. And a large set of fingers picked him up. A great gust of hurricane, hot as fire blew him free of the prairie dust.
He was scared. He wasn’t quite right, he knew, but he could do it! Just one chance!
And then, as if his prayers were answered, a soft “huh.” and the pitch of his own unique ring sent him sailing. Across the entire room! Further than he’d gone in weeks!
As he spun in the air he read it. done. Done. Done! DONE. DONE!
He cried just a little before he landed.
Right in the middle of the pallet bin. The “Done” bin.
He made it! He skipped some steps but he made it! It was his chance! He will be loaded ammunition!
“What was that? Ricky what was that?”
“Oh, I’m sweeping, Dadi. I found a brass, and put it in the bin!”
“Oh, well, good job buddy! But don’t put anything in the bin that I haven’t seen, okay?”
”Okay, Dadi.”
“Hey. Five bucks if you sweep the whole place...”
“Okay, Dadi!”
Demi-human
maybe likes firearms a little bit…
But, yeah, looks like the collet something slide while the head and groove were being pressed. It would be longer but the rings took up some brass to make.
And I, too, don’t know why anyone, especially a New Bee, would put one like that in a magazine, for a class.
Someone more experienced may have taken the risk, but why? I’d hate to have to remove the broken off case when I should be shooting...
And I, too, don’t know why anyone, especially a New Bee, would put one like that in a magazine, for a class.
Someone more experienced may have taken the risk, but why? I’d hate to have to remove the broken off case when I should be shooting...
Sstanley223
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My guess is 2 cases got jammed together somewhere during the manufacturing process 
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