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Discussion in 'General Firearm Discussion' started by rick49, Aug 30, 2015.
This is where it started circa 1950's or there about.
Yeah every kid back in the day had a six shooting cap gun blasting away at bad guys in their yard or neighborhood park.
Now you get shot for that.
Crazy times we live in.
I was never much of a wheel gun kid, I preferred the semi-autos. I had one micro-shooter very similar to this:
Also had several that used the plastic strip caps that were semi-auto style, but, alas Google has failed me in finding an image like the one I had
Took the little ones (I had several mini cap guns) to school all the time. Was never a problem back in the 70's - we would play with them on the playground, shooting at each other. Man, it's too bad those days are gone.
My favorite toys were the Mattel guns which looked, felt, and loaded just like Colt Peacemakers; greenie stick'em caps on the base of the cartridge, attach the projectile and load them into the chamber. Man, I fanned the living heck out of those pistols.
We had the ones that we called FBI guns. J frame 38 or something like that. At sleepovers, we'd have gunfights well into the night. Loved the flash from those with no lights on.
I watched Bonanza as a kid, every Sunday at a friend's house as we had no TV back then. From age 5 to 10 I was wearing a belt with 2 holsters with caps shooting revolvers at any dress up occasion.
First I had these rolled caps
Later, much advanced and louder
Pretty close to fast reload clips ;-)
Man, that takes me back! Used to love those things. Then for some reason it became fun to try and make them go bang with just rocks. We would try to stack a bunch of them and see if we could make a bigger bang. And, of course, that led to throwing them into a fire. When I was ten I drilled out holes in a softball and stuffed a bunch of 22 shells into it, coated it with gas, wrapped it in duct tape, lit it, and ran like hell! So many times I look back on that I could've won a Darwin award.
Just lucky I couldn't find any more powerful ammo in the house at the time.
Oh yeah, whacking roll cap rolls with a hammer! Now that was a satisfying bang!
A box of roll caps and a rock. Good times!.
I dressed up as Indiana Jones one year for Halloween. I was about ten years old. I used my paper route money to buy a very real looking toy double action revolver like Indy's, that took the big cap rings.
Still followed basic handling rules learned in Cub Scouts
Teachers didn't bat an eyelash back then.
And once when I ran out of cap rolls, got the bright idea to go into my dad's dresser and get his 22 shells. Started whacking them with a hammer on the driveway. Last I remember is dad scooping me up mid swing. I'd bet it probably took a week to sit down comfortably.
still recall a neighbor kid putting .22s in straws and tossing them up in the air so they would land primed end first and go bang, also recall him not being out most of the summer he did that since one landed in his dad's pickup bed and did some minor damage.
Think we all had those cap guns back in the day and no one got shot by the cops because they "looked like a real gun". Then again in high school half the cars in the parking lot were farm kids farm trucks with a 12 ga and a .22 in the window rack and no one cared.
+1 Did that more times than I can count. Very satisfying.
A bit later, a friend and I took an expired 30-06 cartridge and stuffed match heads we'd torn off into the case. We packed it full until it couldn't hold any more. Then we strapped it down on top of a pirate pistol cap gun in place of the barrel. My friend used a lighter to set it off - it made a huge boom, very cool. It went well until the time he forgot to screw the barrel bands down and the shell kicked back into his face, narrowly missing his eye. It was the last time we pulled that stunt.
We also used to build rockets using nothing more than some paper towels, some gasoline and some empty 2 liter bottles. Man, we had some fun - and did it all with common household items. And no internet anywhere to teach us how to do it, just good old-fashioned American boys with great ideas
Picture a bunch of boys crowded around an old abandoned box car where a nickle is propped up on the wooden side and then a .22lr single shot rifle pushed up against it.
After the trigger is pulled, the nickle gets turned into a cool thimble.
At no time did we ever think about where the bullet ricocheted off too, just a mad scramble to find the nickle in the weeds.
Funny how a simple cap gun eventually leads to a pellet gun and then after swearing to be always be careful, a .22 rifle is entrusted to a young boy.
It's always amazes me that my friends and I came out in one piece back then.
True Dat, cap guns were the "Gateway Gunz"!!!!
Yeah! And the lefties have just about eradicated them!
A bit of a sad story. A kid down the street filled a can with match heads and gunpowder from .22's, sealed it up good and drilled his fuze hole! Poor kid staggered into his house, squirting blood, collapsed into his mothers arms and died! He had caught a piece of shrapnel in his heart! Even worse, the mother went of the deep end and was nearly catatonic for the rest of her life. I barely new him, he was older, and his little brother was my friend. Kids dad was a dick, before and after the tragedy so it pretty much destroyed the family. So sad!
You also look through the scope with the sinister eye. It ain't right!