I made another sympathy buy the other day. I found a WTF-chester model 62 that looks like they cannibalized a 1950's bedroom suite before neglecting it into a rust bucket.
When I say furniture I literally mean furniture, big, bulky blonde maple foolishness.
The internals were in good shape so I traded a perfectly good High Standard revolver simply to pull it back out of the abyss.
The only thing I can't fix is someone tapped the side of a top ejecting receiver for a scope. The fact they covered the metal with varnish allowing rust to take hold in relative safety is another head shaker.
I revived all the metal in a single rainy day, now I just have to wait for the new wood to show up.
We all say, "if guns could talk", well, this one would be cringing in the corner mumbling to itself, "happy place, happy place..."
When I say furniture I literally mean furniture, big, bulky blonde maple foolishness.
The internals were in good shape so I traded a perfectly good High Standard revolver simply to pull it back out of the abyss.
The only thing I can't fix is someone tapped the side of a top ejecting receiver for a scope. The fact they covered the metal with varnish allowing rust to take hold in relative safety is another head shaker.
I revived all the metal in a single rainy day, now I just have to wait for the new wood to show up.
We all say, "if guns could talk", well, this one would be cringing in the corner mumbling to itself, "happy place, happy place..."