I have some Fiocci 22lf match I used in Sil pistol until about 8 years ago --very accurate and an often winner with it.
just wondering - shelf life, hold onto it or shoot it up as time is diminishing its competitive ability.
Bob
I have some Fiocci 22lf match I used in Sil pistol until about 8 years ago --very accurate and an often winner with it.
just wondering - shelf life, hold onto it or shoot it up as time is diminishing its competitive ability.
Bob
In another life I was a Fire Marshal for the Fire Department here in town, and on occasion people would drop of ammunition for disposal. Usually a lot of shot shells, and .22 stuff.
One day a woman came in the office with a paper sack full of .22 rimfire ammo in 50 round boxes. She said her Husband had passed away and she had found the ammo on a shelf in a bedroom closet. She said it had been there for a very long time.
I took most of it out to the explosives bunker at our range, but kept a couple of boxes for myself. Couldn't hurt a thing, or so I thought.
A few weeks later I had a day off and decided to go out to my Brother-in-law's farm and do some Squirrel hunting. I packed up my Ruger MKII, and grabbed a box of the donated ammo. When I got there I loaded ten rounds into the magazine and headed for the woods.
As I was walking down a fence row I noticed a small tree near a fence post. Lo and behold, on a long branch about eight feet off the ground lay a big fat Red Squirrel. He had seen me, and was all stretched out hoping that I hadn't seen him. Silly Squirrel.
At a distance of only twenty-five, or thirty feet, I jacked the slide, took dead aim, and squeezed the trigger.
Click! Nothing happened. The Squirrel just laid there.
I jacked the slide again, re-aimed, and pulled the trigger.
Click! The Squirrel didn't move a muscle. Except maybe a facial muscle when he grinned.
I went through all ten rounds in the magazine before I decided enough was enough, and went back to car. As far as I know that Squirrel is still laying on that limb, probably laughing.
Thinking about my misfortune on the way home I came to the conclusion that the ammo was obviously bad. It had lain on a sometimes hot, sometimes cold shelf in an unventilated closet for many, many years, where the primer mixture had deteriorated to the point where it wouldn't ignite.
Would that Squirrel have known that?