So, I was atop a four story building doing some work last night. The loudest sound in the world is your cheap nylon holster going "rip," followed by the thud of the pistol at your feet as it slides off the sloped roof, bashes into the (angled) concrete abutment below, skids under the fence, and lands in the river.
:banghead:
It was my beloved PX4 Storm (9x19). It sat at the bottom of the Brandywine overnight until I could return the following morning with a boat and some diving gear to look for it. I found it, brought it back up, and shook the water out of it. Still works fine, even the ammo that was in it at the time. It's got a blemish on the magazine release button, as if you could tell, and nowhere else. Thanfully!
It's already taken its requisite bath in methyl, and I'm detail stripping it and working on getting all the river silt out of the magzine at the moment.
Boy do I feel like a bonehead.
:banghead:
It was my beloved PX4 Storm (9x19). It sat at the bottom of the Brandywine overnight until I could return the following morning with a boat and some diving gear to look for it. I found it, brought it back up, and shook the water out of it. Still works fine, even the ammo that was in it at the time. It's got a blemish on the magazine release button, as if you could tell, and nowhere else. Thanfully!
It's already taken its requisite bath in methyl, and I'm detail stripping it and working on getting all the river silt out of the magzine at the moment.
Boy do I feel like a bonehead.