Update:
Well I gave my Dad the choice and he chose the Bulgarian because the grips were a little fatter and it fit his hand better. He got the handgun Christmas day and he was oh so happy. He couldn't wait to hit the range, but we had to wait until yesterday before we could meet back up.
So, we finally get to the range and the first thing I notice is that Dad has no clue how to load a magazine. He was wrestling it like it was a jar of pickles that needed to have the cap taken off the first time. I showed him how, but he just couldn't get the knack of it. So I just loaded the two mags that came with the handgun for him figuring he'll get the knack of it as he shoots it more.
Now that the mags are loaded it's time to shoot. He inserts the mag, racks the slide, aims and pulls the trigger. The only thing I hear is the hammer falling and no bang. Come to find out he didn't slap the mag all the way home and a round didn't get into the chamber.
Ok, I show him how to properly make sure a mag is in the gun and hand the gun back to him. He racks the slide and he's once again ready to go. I watch as he brings up the gun in his right hand and his left hand is cupping the bottom of the mag well to get support as he takes aim. I figure he's good to go so I head to my lane next to him to load my mags to the E. German Mak I brought along. I hear "Bang" and the first round is off. Out of the corner of my eye I see my Dad put the gun down and I look over to see what he is doing and there is blood all over his left hand. He grabbed a rag and put it over the top of his thumb, which had a very deep gash in it.
Come to find out, he did have a proper grip when he took aim. But he changed his grip when I walked away so that his left hand was no longer under the gun but gripping the left side of the grip with his fingers wrapped around the fingers on his right hand. He then put his thumb over the top of his right hand just under the hammer. Well, it doesn't take a genious to figure out how the gash happened. Seems this is how he always shoots his revolvers.
Bad gash too. We pack up our stuff and headed to the emergency room where he needed 4 stitches to close the gash. So were sitting in the waiting room at the hospital with the bloody rag wrapped around his thumb and he leans over to me and says "I really liked how that Mak shot. I can't wait until we can go back to the range and shoot some more!"
Gotta love the guy.
