ya know, now that I think about it, I believe I've been had. I entered into this relationship with my perfect powder measure with full understanding that it was a temporary thing. It wasn't all that pretty but she got the job done, and was cheap. We both knew I would be looking for my ideal powder measure before too long...you know...the one. Wasn't much to show off to the boys but she stayed behind closed doors so what the headspace right? And the years go by, and there she sits watching everything else on the bench get cleaned, and replaced, and moved, and tinkered with. And it doesn't even throw a fit, or a wrong charge for that matter...she just works. Ok, I was just joking here but now I actually feel bad for the damn thing. I'm going to go wipe it off for once. Its sick I know.