Never popped a cap on heathen smokeyless at a CAS match. Never shot enythin' but Gunfighter. Only fillers in my brass are more BP.
The roar, fire, and smoke take me back to a simpler time. No lawyers, no liberal judges, just sixgun justice. Like they said in The Life and Times, "it may not be the way the west was, but it's the way it should have been".
My ammo is loaded till I'm all out of brass, my knives are sharp, very sharp, my guns are clean and they are talkin' to me. Cabin fever takes extra suds to endure. Dang. I gotta shoot!
DD-DLoS