I felt compelled to get a semiautomatic rifle here in Colorado before the new state laws of mandatory classes and some sort of annual registration takes effect. I have had many nice ones in the past but never kept them around. I never even dreamed about owning an AK before, but after some research on this “M77 Zastava” outfit, I was impressed with the simplicity of the action and the stout operating rod. You could use it for a nice “club”.
A decent one in .308 showed up on GB that was ten miles from here. The auction was due to end today, so I pulled into the gun shop parking lot awaiting for them to open. After thirty minutes of waiting while giving my dog lots of attention the open sign never went on. I walked up to the doors and the sign stated the store hours of operation and it also said “Permanently Closed”.
I came home and waited for the auction to wind down and placed my bid for the opening price of $1100. It will be mine after being shipped to my town, doing the paperwork and then waiting for the mandatory three day “cooling off” period.
I certainly didn’t need it but well perhaps I could. It comes with five magazines and a scope mount. Also bit of customization, a cheese grater forearm cover over the Russian Red wooden forearm. I have literally thousands of Lake City brass swept up from Fort Carson and a box of one thousand Nosler FMJ hollow point bullets somewhere around here.
Well, that’s todays story from Scenic Colorado.
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Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell and the profit and loss.
A current under sea picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell he passed the stages of his age and youth entering the whirlpool. Gentile or Jew O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
T.S. Eliot
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