Three years after I joined the NRA, I finally own a gun.
It’s a Rock Island Armory M200, one of the handguns that the mighty Brad Torgersen brought when he took me to the range a week ago. My hands are small and (ahem) delicate, so .38 Special was about the biggest round I felt comfortable shooting, and I definitely liked the feel of a revolver more than a semiautomatic. (I actually fell in love with his eight-shot revolver chambered in .22 Magnum, but it’s a fair bit more expensive — I’m still a cheap bastard — and .22 Magnum isn’t the easiest ammo to find in 2021.)
I don’t plan to become a “gun nut” (just like I own, maintain and use a car without becoming a “car nut”), but I am keeping my eyes open for a reasonably priced handgun in .22 LR, just so I can have something to shoot without it costing me a buck a bullet or more. (2021 is just 2020 with extra gonad-kicking.)
Well, hell, boyo: define “gun nut,” and *then* I’ll tell you what we carry and shoot.
I don’t plan on becoming a collector; a couple of guns that I’m comfortable shooting will do me fine.
I dunno, I’m still cogitating on the reality that Brad Torgersen took you to the range!
He even sprang for the range fee AND supplied all the ammo. (In my defense, I did treat him to lunch afterward.)