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Bouncing pop cans doesn't need to cost $3 a shot is why.why are there so many "magnum" rifles for sale with very low round count? let me guess, not quite the man you thought you were?
My guess is with the larger calibers, they are sold because of their high recoil. A secondary cause would be ammunition cost, but that factor was readily apparent prior to purchasing the gun...why are there so many "magnum" rifles for sale with very low round count?
agreed, the big-bore magnums aren't for everyone. I have a .338 win that I am considering selling because the ol shoulder just can't take it these daysMy guess is with the larger calibers, they are sold because of their high recoil. A secondary cause would be ammunition cost, but that factor was readily apparent prior to purchasing the gun...
There are a lot of comments on this forum where owners of large caliber handguns sold them after firing a minimum of rounds, they simply found it too unpleasant for themselves. I imagine it's similar with rifles.
Suppressors or brakes do wonders in regards to recoil if it's needed.agreed, the big-bore magnums aren't for everyone. I have a .338 win that I am considering selling because the ol shoulder just can't take it these days
regardless of caliber, that sumbiff has cost plenty....oh, wait....Sometimes it's not always about penis size.
Great post. As Dirty Harry said, "A good man's gotta know his limitations."I'm humble enough to throw down.
Previous poster's screen name reminded me...
Can we expand this to magnum handguns as well? Well I'll just go ahead for a bit.
Now I'm a pretty fair shot / competitor with a handgun. And I remember so clearly the day my buddy handed me his brand new .44 mag revolver. Stainless Smith and Wesson I think it was a 629 with a 4" barrel. Wood grips. Gorgeous. We were at Douglas Ridge. Beautiful summer day after work. Blue skies. Birds chirping. Puffy high clouds. No other shooters on the range. Happiness and joy as far as the eye could see.
I loaded up six, locked in to my best IDPA stance, eyed the series of targets we had lined up, imagining myself racking them off like Dirty Harry himself... and I let one fly.
One. Just one. That was all it. I didn't even need to acquire site picture on the second target. I handed him his new revolver back. Thanked him very much. And went back to my 1911. I've never had the desire or inclination to shoot, carry, or own one of those things since.
If I'm ever in AK and faced with an angry bear, angry woman, angry husband, zombie, or some such nonsense, I will empty all the .45 mags I have into them and shoot myself with the last round before I would shoot a magnum revolver again.