Took out some new and old guns for a spin.

I had to change the barrel of the PSA Dagger. I was using a Lone Wolf which is an amazingly accurate bastard, but super finicky about ammunition, specifically my reloads. Apparently, the tolerances are so tight, I would get failures to extract no matter how tight I resized the case. Not one of my other nines have issues with my ammo.  And, of course, the point of impact was no longer the same and I had to adjust it somewhat, but I will need to spend time at an indoor range to make it more precise.

And confirmed, I am getting old and delicate. Shooting the .357 without gloves hurts like a MoFo.

And then… fun was had! Mad Mike Willamson trotted out his DP28 Degtyaryov machine gun.

I cannot believe I did not take a pic with the magazine on it, but since we were over Oleg Volk’s, I know some cool looking photos will come up soon.

It is ugly, heavy and the finish is what you expect from Soviet craftmanship, but we were surprised with the accuracy (for an MG) and how controllable it was.

And sweet god, loading those magazines by hand is a torture designed by the NKVD to punish those who betrayed the Revolution.

Mad Mike convinced Oleg that a dead trip in his property needed to be taken down (It really does) and we should use the DP28 as axe. He approved (reluctantly) and we gave it a go.

Sumbitch is still standing. However, this should be a reminder that Cover is dependent on the incoming caliber and speed.

It was fun, but I am not young anymore and the wife complained when I got home dragging ass and collapsing all over her clean bed.

PS: I forgot to confess this was my first time shooting anything with a happy switch.

Fun was had,