Vigilantis
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- Feb 6, 2011
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Well, I did it. I had told myself that my Ruger Blackhawk was going to be the last gun for a while. I told myself I didn't need any more. Then I did something stupid. I walked into a gun shop.
I was there to buy ammo for the aforementioned Ruger, and that's when I saw it. A Smith & Wesson 5906, clean and in good shape, making eyes at me from behind the glass case. She stood out among the polymer and black-finished steel in the case, like Natalie Portman at a Weight Watchers meeting.
My father has a 4506 from his days with the Sheriff's department. I used to sit and watch him clean it when I was growing up.
Three hundred and forty-nine dollars later, she went home with me. I didn't even remember to buy ammo for my Ruger.
I was there to buy ammo for the aforementioned Ruger, and that's when I saw it. A Smith & Wesson 5906, clean and in good shape, making eyes at me from behind the glass case. She stood out among the polymer and black-finished steel in the case, like Natalie Portman at a Weight Watchers meeting.
My father has a 4506 from his days with the Sheriff's department. I used to sit and watch him clean it when I was growing up.
Three hundred and forty-nine dollars later, she went home with me. I didn't even remember to buy ammo for my Ruger.