Hey now TW, I resemble that remark! Now them thar eastern city folk are gonna get into some knickers to go shoot doubles an' I don't make any fun, well maybe a little.

I've met a flimflam guy that I wouldn't sell a stick of gum to for fear of him swindling me in some way, that wanted me to be airplane partners with him. I've had someone I couldn't stand to watch handle a horse beg me to sell him my good horse for twice what it was worth. But guns? I've never sold a gun that I cared where it went or who did what to it. But I did have a similar experience with guy that had the brains of a road bisquit, that slam an old double of mine. They come in all walks of life. Keep an eye peeled.