joshb
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Wife and I came up to Colorado to break the cabin fever. We were doing the jewelry store, clothing shop, art gallery marathon when I spied a gun shop. I headed for the door and the wife followed me in.
Now, this usually means I’m looking, not buying. I slowly looked thru the racks when I spy a favorite of mine. A Tikka t3x Varmint! It’s a lightly used 223. The guy hands it over. It’s an 8 twist and it has a fair price on it. I look it over for a few minutes, then start to hand it back. From behind me, I hear my wife say to the guy “You can just set it on the counter. I’m pretty sure he’s buying that one.” I about fainted! The first time in ten years that happened! I think the altitude got to her.
The gun is on it’s way to my FFL in Texas and I’m a happpy guy!
Now, this usually means I’m looking, not buying. I slowly looked thru the racks when I spy a favorite of mine. A Tikka t3x Varmint! It’s a lightly used 223. The guy hands it over. It’s an 8 twist and it has a fair price on it. I look it over for a few minutes, then start to hand it back. From behind me, I hear my wife say to the guy “You can just set it on the counter. I’m pretty sure he’s buying that one.” I about fainted! The first time in ten years that happened! I think the altitude got to her.
The gun is on it’s way to my FFL in Texas and I’m a happpy guy!
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