...and for once I was able to approach the gun counter without elbowing my way through a mob. And pulled the ticket and was the next customer. When they asked what I was looking for, I told them "10/22 Take-down" and was told "I'll go see if we have any." "There's one right behind you." "What?! Where did that come from?!" Other counter guy: "Oh, we got 15 or so in while you were at lunch."
Crummy cell phone pics, for now.
Comes with this nifty bag, with some PALS webbing on the lower pocket. D-rings on the back so you can use it as a backpack. Ratbane checks out the new acquisition.
The pieces. The bright stickers peel off with no residue, thank Ghu.
There's a box, there must be a cat. Ratbane checks it out.
The day was not perfect. I paid $4.179 a gallon for gas on the way home, and saw someone who had managed to flip their sedan, make and model no longer discernible, onto it's roof, just up the road from the gas station.
****April 15th, of course.