Wednesday, November 30, 2016


Got an email from someone with the skinny on the NYPD Glock situation.

No, they are not doing anything so baller as issuing a special run of factory Glock "19L" guns (jargon for a 17 with the grip chopped to take 19 mags) but rather they're getting Glock to make a batch of Glock 17 mags blocked to only hold 15 rounds.

Oh, well, when something seems too cool to be true, it probably is.

More testing...

To Indy Arms Co. again yesterday morning with the Laserlyte-equipped NAA Mini and the ETS Glock magazines.

The ETS magazines continue to function without any problems.

Twenty rounds of CCI Standard Velocity .22LR were fired strong-hand-only through the NAA Mini by bringing the gun up one-handed to roughly eye-level, thumb-cocking on the way up, and firing as soon as the dot was visible in the upper A-zone.

The dot got harder to pick up on the last couple cylinders, and that last shot, a miss high and left and labeled "WTF", was just point-shooting blindly when I couldn't find the dot fast enough. Maybe a better shooter than me could point-shoot this gun better at nine feet.

The problem seems to stem from schmutz on the laser's lens. Firing unplated, outside-lubricated .22LR ammo through a revolver tends to deposit a fine coating of lead, lube, and powder residue all over everything near the barrel-cylinder gap. The thing with the NAA Mini is that the whole gun is near the barrel-cylinder gap, including the emitter on the Laserlyte Grip Laser.

Of course, this residue is from fifty whole rounds; an amount of ammo that might apply on the range, but not in any conceivable use of the gun. I'm going to wipe it down, clean the lens, and order some plated bullet ammo from Lucky Gunner. Then we'll do some chrono testing and maybe shoot some jello!

Tab Clearing...

  • I keep telling you, Trump is not the death of democracy, he's its apotheosis. For all the other celebrities out there who are planning a social media run for the brass ring in four years, I'll throw this slogan out there for free: "_____ has a 2020 Vision for America!" President Kanye or Baldwin will be entertaining, I'm sure.

  • Some web research recently led me to this piece on The Onion Field Incident. (I knew two police officers who called the NAA Mini revolvers they kept secreted on their persons "Onion Field guns". How realistic that is, I can't say, but I reckon it beats harsh language.)

  • "Sweet Home Alabama" doesn't play well in Brooklyn.

The end of the beginning...

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Need someone familiar with NYPD to email me...

"But the NYPD had the manufacturer customize the Glock 17s to carry only 15 rounds so it would be consistent with the interchangeable Glock 19 magazine."
Dude, a department-issue G19L would be the heat. People pay big money for Robar or Boresight Solutions to chop their 17s to take 19 mags.

"Senseless" Gun Violence?

Testing, Part 1...

So, I got an email recently from Laserlyte telling me that they were big fans of my blog and would I like to receive...absolutely free! NAA Mini Revolver and their grip-activated laser to test?

A digression: These are grips with a laser, not Lasergrips™ because Crimson Trace makes Lasergrips™ and, up until early 2014, Crimson Trace had the patent on grip-activated lasers. But, just like Colt and others were champing at the bit waiting for S&W's patent on the bored-through revolver cylinder to expire in 1869, other companies had designs ready and waiting to hit the marketplace on the CTC patent's expiration.

Well, they said they're big fans of my blog, so I suppose they read it. Okay, here goes...

The box arrived. Understand that I had the choice of black, white pearl, teal, or pink. I went with teal so as to get into the spirit of this, but I wasn't willing to go all the way to pink. I'll do a lot for you readers, but I have my limits.

Yes, that's Indy Arms Co product placement you see. Thanks for handling the transfer, guys! Clean, well-lit range for indoor shooting on the near north side!
The NAA Mini shipped with the usual little rosewood grips.

Which were promptly replaced with the LaserLyte V-Mini Grip Laser. The small screwdriver bit on my Leatherman Juice CS4 worked fine for the installation. (I like the Juice line because they're about the size of a middlin' Swiss Army knife and can be pocket carried, rather than in some pouch on the bat belt, which I hate.)

The basic NAA Mini in .22LR is a tiny gun, shown here with a Glock 17 for scale.

I bought these targets from Law Enforcement Targets.
The shot marked #1 over the ear was me just throwing the gun up and blindly point-shooting at three yards in a two-hand grip. The next two shots, I put the un-adjusted laser dot between the eyes and the bullets barely nicked the left edge of the paper.

The shots low to the left, marked #2 and #3, were actually shots #4 and #5, and were made in careful two-handed slow-fire using the iron sights.

I then cranked on the laser adjustment screws with the supplied Allen wrenches until the red dot was right there where #2 and #3 landed while the iron sights were held right between the eyes.

The remaining 25 rounds were made in two- and three-round strings, just bringing the gun up to roughly eye-level and pulling the trigger when the laser dot was in the eye-box of the target.

Much, much more to follow in parts 2, 3, & et cetera.


Monday, November 28, 2016

Sudden Jihad Syndrome strikes again?

Cyber Monday sale...

Sig Sauer has a shiny new web store that is a joy to navigate (the less said about the previous site, the better) and they're having a "Cyber Monday" sale with 20% off any one regularly priced item. On a bigger ticket item like a caliber conversion kit or an optic, 20% is no joke.

This isn't any kind of affiliate link, either, just a heads up.


Bobbi had to work the weird shift this weekend and I broke my promise to myself and let it discombobulate my schedule.

On the upside, that means I got to eat a bowl of lovely breakfast-for-supper, a scramble of sausage, potato, eggs. On the downside, that was somewhere after midnight and I didn't lay down to sleep until 1:30, and cat-feeding time comes at 6AM.

Woke up, fed the cats, and went back to dozing fitfully for another couple hours, and now it's time to get an umbrella and walk three times around the block.

More when I get back.

Sunday, November 27, 2016

I LOL'ed and LOL'ed...


Woke up, walked my three laps around the block, and continued on for breakfast at Good Morning Mama's.

Came home and napped before heading out to bag leaves. Taking an aspirin break for my back and then heading out to bag and rake some more, so as not to be a malingerer.

Not much else to write about today.

Oh, Fidel Castro is still dead.

Saturday, November 26, 2016

Today's gonna be a good day...

You know you got up on the right side of the bed when literally the first thing you hear on awaking is that Fidel Castro is smoking a camel turd in hell.

From the Bookface:
Day Twenty-Six:
Forgot to set alarm. Woke up to Bobbi's alarm and her bustling about long enough to absorb that 2016 had finally killed the right person, slept another hour.
Woke up again. Ate breakfast. Complained. Got dressed. Headed out for three laps. Very consciously taking it easy on the pace. Ankles very stiff and sore for first lap, but got a little better.
1.00 miles in 18:53 at an average heart rate of 130bpm.
Having to report to all y'all keeps me from punking out on mornings like today.
 Maybe go to the range this morning, then catch a movie and some food with Shootin' Buddy. I think it is going to be a fine day.

It sure started out good.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Black Friday II...

Amazon is offering their 7" Kindle Fire tablets for $33.33.

That's a color gizmo that can show pretty much ALL THE MOVIES EVER and is about the same size as my VHS cassette of Pink Floyd's The Wall, which cost me, I think, $24.99 back when that was most of a day's pay, and it only showed one movie and you had to stick it in another machine that was connected to a TV just to see the movie.

The future is pretty hella cool, and a lot cheaper than I thought it would be.

Black Friday...

In addition to some deals on magazines and such, Lucky Gunner is offering a .30 cal ammo can for 99¢ with any purchase of $50 or more. Just enter the code "BLACK-FRIDAY" at checkout.

(This isn't any kind of affiliate link, but they're nice people and you can never have enough ammo cans, you can only have too little space.)

Crown Point Gun Show, Part II: The not-guns part

The old Lake County courthouse in Crown Point is a glorious Victorian-era pile occupying the whole of the town square. Naturally, the seat of county government has been relocated to a hideous concrete-and-glass complex hard up against the jail, outside of town.

The old Lake County Sheriff's House & jail, famous for a gangster who stayed briefly within its walls before letting himself out and taking off with the sheriff's car.

Right next door to the old jail is Crown Brewing. That's their Basilisk chocolate milk stout.

After stopping in at Crown Brewing, we headed slightly north and west to Griffith to check out Blythe's, a large and bustling gun store. A couple doors down from Blythe's was a shop called simply "Charcuterie". If Griffith could put a pass-through between the two stores, they'd have a hit on their hands.

After browsing guns and smoked meats, it was time to head just around the block to New Oberpfalz Brewery for a late lunch. I had a pint of Hopwagen American IPA, on the right, while Shootin' Buddy ordered their Krieghammer APA.

 I was in the mood for some charcuterie.

And then it was time to head back south, through the fields of spearmint and corn stubble and spinning kilowatts.

Giant machines to suck the lightning from the sky and send it through copper pipes into faraway houses where it's turned into glowing dreams on Chinese glass.

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Did It.

The last .13 miles was at a 16:52 pace. I couldn't have done that last month. ECQC keeps paying unexpected dividends.

About time.

The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade just opened with Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem playing "Twist and Shout" on a float when a crowd of people dressed as marching band members and majorettes ran out and began dancing wildly.
Me: "Oh my God, it's a mashup of the Muppets and Ferris Bueller's Day Off! It's like all the good stuff from my childhood! This is like Generation X fan service! We must've reached the fat part of our earning curves; pop culture nostalgia is catering to us now!"

RX: "Enjoy it while it lasts, missy."

5k on Turkey Day

I'mma have a cup of coffee, maybe a yogurt, and then it's off for a solid hour's walk.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Range Day.

 Went out to Atlanta Conservation Club with Mike Grasso yesterday for some basic shooting chores.

The Wilson had fired 1,250 malfunction-free rounds, but the vast majority had been FMJ, so I wanted to put more miles on it with hollow points. It ran fine with the Federal 9BPLE 115gr +P+ JHP. There was one instance where my gloved thumb fouled the slide enough to keep it from going fully into battery, but that's on me, not the gun.

Another fifty rounds through the now-upgraded Sig P320C. This makes 376 malfunction-free rounds, 76 of which are aluminum-cased CCI Blazer and 100 steel-cased Wolf Polyformance.

Fifty more rounds through the ETS magazines, which continued to feed and function just fine.

Day Twenty-Three...

Cold and raining this morning.

My phone says it will give me a special little virtual medallion if I walk 5k tomorrow. I think I will.
I think a future version of the program should use Double Dog Dares and Bet You Can'ts as incentives.

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Gratuitous Gun Pr0n #152...

Gen 2 Glock 17, modified by Robar Custom Guns. Also added: Orange Ameriglo CAP sights and an Overwatch Precision TAC trigger.

Gun Show & Aftermath, Part 1...

So, Saturday I drove up to Lafayette to meet up with Shootin' Buddy, and from there we continued north to the Crown Point gun show. The trip and the show is worth a post of its own, but this is about the things I bought, or rather it's mostly about one of them.

As part of my continuing efforts to gradually rebuild my depleted 5.56 ammo inventory, I picked up a hundred rounds of Winchester Q3269. I found a correct magazine for my little Steyr .25 pistol; that's the mag with the weird tail on the floorplate.

For the future amusement of the internet, I acquired a box of Liberty Ammo Civil Defense 50gr .357 Magnum ammo, which is allegedly travelling some 2100fps at the muzzle. Also grabbed a box of G2 Research 10mm ammunition which should, by combining the awesome power of the 10mm Auto cartridge with hypetastic RIP bullet technology, blow a jello block covered in four layers of denim clean into an alternate dimension.

Lastly, I purchased an ETS 31-round Glock 9mm mag, which joins the 20-rounder I already had.

Saturday I brought the Robar Glock 17 to the range along with both ETS mags. I discovered that the slick plastic of the magazines did not play well with the Wolf Polyformance ammo, with the rounds binding severely in the magazine by the time I'd stuffed ten in there.

I disassembled the mag and extracted the Wolf, bought a box of brass cased Federal RTP and loaded the magazine with no further problems.

A few rounds gone, with no malfunctions. The 20-rounder, which has already been on a couple range trips, worked normally.

Neither the 20-rounder or 30-rounder had any malfunctions in the 17. The Wolf Ammo worked in the Sig P320 with no issues.

Monday morning, I was back at the range with the two ETS mags loaded up with 50 rounds of Federal American Eagle 115gr FMJ.

Again all fifty rounds functioned fine through the guns. I'll be continuing to keep these magazines in play.

Monday, November 21, 2016

Pocket Pistol Range Day

Friday the LCP II fired ten rounds of Sig Sauer V-Crown 90gr JHP with no malfunctions to report. To find out how the other guns in the picture did, go here.

For the LCP II, this makes 746 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with eight failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245, #600, #628, #630, #697, #704) and one failure to feed (#540). 1,254 rounds to go.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Overheard at the Shootin' Range:

Dude: "I need another target. Do you have one of, like, Osama bin Laden or Hillary?"

Clerk: "Sure." *hands dude a 'Zombie Osama' target*

Dude: "Thanks! My dad's a Vietnam vet. He'll love this!"

*Dude goes back onto range*

Me: *to range door* "Now I know why the Viet Cong won! I saw your dad's shooting out there!"

Day Twenty

The alarm went off at six. I remembered it was Sunday and reset it for seven. Woke up at seven, got dressed, and headed out into wind chills in the teens.

No backpack. Wool hiking socks. I think today will be the day the cotton socks and wool socks change places in the sock drawer.

Did two laps around two blocks instead of three laps around one. Comes out to about a tenth of a mile more.

1.11 miles in 20:44 at an average heart rate of 123bpm. It was 26°F with a steady 10mph breeze out of the northwest. That wind had teeth.

And the parting on the left are now parting on the right...

The cyclical nature of American politics has given me an idea: If we could combine the energy policies of a Democratic administration with the foreign policy of a Republican one, we could develop an infinitely renewable source of energy in burning Dixie Chicks CDs.

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Gratuitous Gun Pr0n #151...

Harrington & Richardson Self-Loading .25, circa 1920
Steyr Pieper 1908 .25, circa 1922
Colt Model 1908 .25, circa 1909

Friday, November 18, 2016

Speed readings.

Brought both Rugers to Marion County Fish & Game yesterday to do some chrono testing. Halfway there, I realized I'd forgotten both my camera and my phone. I drove on anyway, only to arrive to the reminder that the range is closed for mowing on Thursday mornings, so I turned around and drove home to get the picture-taking equipment.

The chrono work with the Ruger American yielded some surprises. The 115gr American Eagle FMJ ammo was as slow as I'd feared:
LO: 1101
HI: 1165
AV: 1134
ES: 64.00
SD: 19.84
You start getting 115gr bullets down below 1100fps, and that seems to be the threshold at which clean ejection is a problem in a lot of pistols. This stuff probably would have been a horror show in the Canik or the Steyr, or the Ruger 9E, for that matter, at least when new.

So the PPU, with its much more dramatic muzzle blast, was much hotter, right? I would have sworn on a stack of bibles it would be...
LO: 1065
HI: 1147
AV: 1119
ES: 82.12
SD: 23.57
Color me surprised. I guess it's just slower-burning powder causing all the sturm und drang out at the end of the barrel? All twenty rounds fired functioned fine through the firearm.

For the LCP II, I brought along some 90gr Sig Sauer V-Crown JHP ammo and a box of Sellier & Bellot 92gr FMJ. The V-Crown's velocity numbers were about average for the defense ammo I've tested in this gun, being a little faster than the Gold Dots and a little slower than the Critical Defense:
LO: 806.9
HI: 896.8
AV: 849.3
ES: 89.92
SD: 33.88
Those velocities were a little more scattered than I normally expect from Sig Sauer ammo, too. I'll likely try another box from a different lot, just to see what kind of difference that makes.

The Sellier & Bellot FMJ posted the stoutest numbers I've yet seen from a .380, other than some 90gr GDHP out of the Sig P250. (And the P250 Compact's got another .75" of barrel length over the Elsie Pea Too.)
LO: 927.0
HI: 996.5
AV: 964.7
ES: 69.53
SD: 19.10
I need to get off my butt and shoot some jello. It seems like if one is of the "Carry FMJ for maximum penetration" school when it comes to mousegun calibers, then more velocity would be better velocity.

Recoil was, as they say, brisk but manageable.

I fired off the remainder of the box of S&B, for a total of sixty rounds through the LCP II that day. The pistol experienced two more failures to return to battery. (#697, #704)

It occurs to me that maybe I want to contact Ruger about the recommended recoil spring replacement intervals on these things. I mean, if this were an Officer's Model 1911, it'd be about done with its second recoil spring.

For the LCP II, this makes 736 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with eight failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245, #600, #628, #630, #697, #704) and one failure to feed (#540). 1,264 rounds to go.

Still walking...

Day Eighteen:

Awful sleep last night. Slept from 10:05-1:30 and then again from 3:15-5:30. Despite alarm set to go off at six, I got out of bed at 0550 when I heard Bobbi rummaging around with the leaf bags in the back yard, the carrying to the curb of which I'd intended using for this morning's workout.
I hopped up, carried two bags from the front porch to the curb, got dressed, carried the remaining bags from the front porch to the curb and, not seeing Bobbi emerge from the back yard, started my laps.

Rounding the block on my first lap, I saw the bobbing light of Bobbi's headlamp arranging leaf bags on the curb. "Hey!" I called, still a couple houses down the darkened street.

Her headlamp turned toward me. "Hey! Yeah, you with the headlamp!"

The headlamp immediately scurried around the corner of the house toward the back yard. As I drew even with the house, I could see she'd locked the gate. I shrugged and finished my laps.

She'd done the sensible thing when hailed from out of the darkness by an unknown figure at 0615 on a city street.

Distance was 1.06mi in 20:24 at an average of 124bpm.

I was wearing the barefoot shoes this morning, which seriously shortens my stride. Also, I forgot my phone at home, so it measured my walk via pedometer rather than GPS.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

Overheard on the Street...

Bobbi and I are walking to 20 Tap for supper tonight, enjoying an unseasonably balmy mid-November evening...
Me: (singing) "Yo ho, yo ho! A pirate's life for me!"

RX: "You're not a pirate."

Me: "Are you denying me my self-identification as a pirate?"

RX: "Yes, I am. Pirates are bad."

Me: "They warned me this sort of thing would happen in Trump's America!"

More chooting...

I intended to go to MCF&G and do some chrono work yesterday, at least I did until I saw the weatherman saying that today was going to be a good ten degrees warmer. So I decided to go shoot indoors at Indy Arms Co. instead.

In the last-minute rearrangement of my departure plans, I left my .380 ammo at home. Further, the Wolf Polyformance stuff I'd brought to shoot through the Ruger turned out to be a no-go. The coating on the steel-cased ammo didn't play well with the nickel-teflon coated mags of the American Compact, causing the rounds to stick and bind in the mag tube.

I wound up buying a couple boxes of the house ammo, Federal RTP, and soldiering on.

 The guy to my left was obviously trying to make me feel good about my shooting that day.

The American had no malfunctions of any kind. (It's at 400 rounds now, if anyone's counting.)

The Elsie Pea Too failed to go fully into battery on the second and fourth rounds and then ran fine. Incidentally, the guns had been left locked in the trunk of my car in an unheated garage overnight and were quite cold to the touch at the start of the range session. As the gunk accumulates and the lube evaporates on the LCP II, it's going to be more sensitive to stuff like that. I'm thinking that this gun is probably going to get 1,000 rounds instead of 2,000. Probably. We'll see.

For the LCP II, this makes 676 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with six failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245, #600, #628, #630) and one failure to feed (#540). 1,324 rounds to go.

"He say you brade runner."

So I'm walking over to the intersection of 54th & College last night, to meet Jon from PHLster for dinner at Fat Dan's.

As I get to College Avenue, a jogger rounds the corner onto the side street I'm just leaving.

His chest is glowing.

I mean, there's a multicolored glow in the center of his chest, illuminating his t-shirt from the inside.

It took me a second to process that it was his smartphone, held on some kind of strap under his clothing.

For just half a heartbeat, there, Indianapolis 2016 was Los Angeles 2019.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Graphic novel guns.

Rugers at the range again today.

You're not going to believe this...

...Oh, and we elected Donald Trump president.

Rounds downrange.

Both the American Compact and the LCP II went to the range with me yesterday. I had fifty rounds of Lucky Gunner's Armscor .380 for the LCP II and fifty rounds of American Eagle 115gr FMJ for the American.
The American Eagle ejected extremely weakly, and caused this failure-to-eject on the fourteenth round of the day (#314 through the gun), a classic "limp wrist" caused by there being barely enough energy to function the gun. I concentrated on really clamping down my grip for the remainder of the box and experienced no more malfs, but the attention I was paying to holding the gun as immobile as possible probably contributed to the vertical stringing of my shots on the target below.

I'll chrono some of that AE today to see how weaksauce it actually is.

The LCP II experienced a single failure to return to battery on the twenty-fourth round of the day (#600 of the test). There were no other malfunctions to report.

For the LCP II, this makes 626 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with four failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245, #600) and one failure to feed (#540). 1,374 rounds to go.


This morning's walk was different, in that I added a backpack with a ten-pound weight for my three-lap stroll. Also, the neighbors one street over are having work done on their property that left a backhoe parked across the sidewalk overnight, so that disrupted my pace a little.

Adding the backpack obviously upped the effort a little.

Still, the above is the screen cap from my first walk, sixteen days ago. I've obviously gotten to where I can walk more quickly. I need to work out the range-of-motion issues in my legs so that I can maybe think about making it a jog a couple days a week.


It's weird how sometimes the future reminds you it's here.

I was just gathering some images off my phone to use in a blog post by emailing them to myself. (Easier than cabling up to my Wintel laptop. If I had dough, I'd just get a Mac laptop or an iMac and not have to worry about this.)

Anyhow, the phone asks what size I want the images to be, and I casually send them in full resolution. This sends five pictures, totaling 7.1MB in size, whizzing through the ether to be boomeranged back down the DSL line to the router and back to my waiting laptop.

The entire hard disc drive storage capacity of the full-height Seagate on my first PC-XT was 10MB.

If I had comments on, the third commenter would point out that their first computer didn't even have a hard drive. I would respond frustratedly, pointing out that I'd said "my first PC-XT" and not "my first computer". The fifth commenter would proclaim that they had first programmed DEC mainframes using punch cards made from dinosaur toenails or something. Slide rules would make their appearance by comment ten.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Rugers in the office...

I drove over to Indy Arms Co. with a brace of Rugers yesterday morning: The LCP II and the American Compact. I had a box of Lucky Gunner's Armscor .380 for the little Ruger and some Prvi Partisan 115gr FMJ 9x19mm for the not-quite-as-little Ruger.

The Prvi had tremendous flash and muzzle blast. I still have a box from this lot and I'll try and chrono some tomorrow. The American experienced one light primer strike on its 34th round of the day (#284 through the gun). This is seemingly always a risk with striker-fired guns and harder primers, and PPU primers are harder than woodpecker lips. The round went off on the second try.

The LCP II experienced a failure-to-feed on round number fourteen of the day (#540 of the test.) Other than that, no malfunctions were experienced.

When I was photographing the target after the range session, the new guy behind the counter at IAC noticed that a pin in the Elsie Pea Too's frame had started to walk. I have tapped it flush again with a plastic hammer.

For the LCP II, this makes 576 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with three failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245) and one failure to feed (#540). 1,424 rounds to go.

Monday, November 14, 2016


To celebrate P.J. O'Rourke's 69th birthday, I bought myself a copy of his most recent compendium, Thrown Under the Omnibus. Sure, I already have all this stuff under separate covers, but I owe P.J. a lot, or at least my writing style does. Plus, it'll be a good excuse to drag an actual book to a restaurant or bar someplace and read text in a medium that doesn't allow me to tab over to Facebook every fifteen minutes.

Sunday, Shooty Sunday

Day Two of the Citizens Defense Research: The Armed Parent/Guardian class starts off with a little ballistics demo, and at the Ohio class I brought along my Glock 35 and some FMJ ammo so there would be a .40 on hand for the demo.

(This is a reflection of the decline in popularity of the .40, at least among the demographic of people who attend firearms training classes above and beyond the minimum state-required CCW permit kind. Out of ten or fifteen students, pretty much everybody will be shooting nines of some kind, with the possible exception of a lone 1911 iconoclast shooting .45ACP. I can't remember the last class I saw a .40 on the line. Well, other than Tom Givens unholstering his 35 for a demo.)

The .40 FMJ round, some Federal RTP 165gr, performed as expected. Like FMJ pistol bullets from service-caliber autos are wont to do, it zipped all the way through one gel block and into the next, demonstrating in visual fashion that people often are concealment, not cover.

Anyhow, as a result of this, I've been driving around since September with a box of 49 rounds of .40 S&W ball ammo in the trunk of the Zed Drei. So on Sunday afternoon's range trip with Bobbi, I dragged the Glock 35 Gen4 along with the LCP II: The Ruger for work and the Glock just for fun.

The Ruger fired another 50-round box of Lucky Gunner's Armscor .380ACP 95gr FMJ ammo without a hitch, and the Glock also experienced no malfunctions of any kind.

For the LCP II, this makes 526 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated with three failures to return to battery (#128, #158, #245). 1,474 rounds to go.