Preacherman
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We had a pretty heavy rainstorm yesterday, and as a result, there's a fair amount of mud around in some areas. This includes a local shooting range, where I stopped by early this morning to shoot a bit before the heat and humidity built up too much.
Shortly after I arrived, a guy came in with his girlfriend and several handguns. They seemed to know what they were doing, and put a few rounds downrange with no problem - until he rested his revolver (looked like a K-frame S&W) on the shooting bench. He didn't rest it steadily enough, and when his girlfriend jarred the bench with her hip, the gun fell off the front and onto the ground, muzzle-first.
He picked it up, and without looking inside the barrel, brushed dirt off the exterior and loaded up the cylinder with fresh rounds. A couple of guys nearer to him than I was began to yell warnings about "Check the barrel!", but he simply aimed at the target and pulled the trigger.
You guessed it... mud in the barrel is not conducive to bullet passage through said barrel. The gun blew up in his hand, with the last inch and a half of barrel bulged, the topstrap bent upward, and the cylinder fractured above the chamber that was fired. Very fortunately for him, he suffered no injury (except to his pride), and had only a rather stinging hand to remind him to check for bore obstructions next time.
Turns out he's in trouble, though - that was his girlfriend's favorite revolver, and she was still moaning at him when I left half-an-hour later!
Shortly after I arrived, a guy came in with his girlfriend and several handguns. They seemed to know what they were doing, and put a few rounds downrange with no problem - until he rested his revolver (looked like a K-frame S&W) on the shooting bench. He didn't rest it steadily enough, and when his girlfriend jarred the bench with her hip, the gun fell off the front and onto the ground, muzzle-first.
He picked it up, and without looking inside the barrel, brushed dirt off the exterior and loaded up the cylinder with fresh rounds. A couple of guys nearer to him than I was began to yell warnings about "Check the barrel!", but he simply aimed at the target and pulled the trigger.
You guessed it... mud in the barrel is not conducive to bullet passage through said barrel. The gun blew up in his hand, with the last inch and a half of barrel bulged, the topstrap bent upward, and the cylinder fractured above the chamber that was fired. Very fortunately for him, he suffered no injury (except to his pride), and had only a rather stinging hand to remind him to check for bore obstructions next time.
Turns out he's in trouble, though - that was his girlfriend's favorite revolver, and she was still moaning at him when I left half-an-hour later!