A friend in Southern Illinois once found an early license in the stock of a belgian hammer 10 gauge. The last name was odd so he checked the phone book and there were two folks in the same town as on the license with that same name. He rang one of them up and it was the great grandson of the license holder who said the other person with the name was his brother. They were both gun owners and hunters but when my friend offered to sell them the gun (cheap) he said they wouldn't want it because you couldn't shoot it. Lord please let somebody call me with my great grandfathers 36 inch 16 gauge single shot with his license in the stock, I won't tell them I won't give $200 because "you can't shoot it"......

Destry


Out there at the crossroads molding the devil's bullets. - Tom Waits