You guys are bringing back the memories now. I had a .43 Spanish Rolling Block when I was about 18; got a beer-sack full of original BP loads with it, in the trade. We used to take it down to the rock quarry in winter, and shoot those big icicles off the bluffs with it, from about 200 yards. It'd bring 'em down, too.
Cool old rifles, for sure.
“Nine-tenths of tactics are certain, and taught in books: but the irrational tenth is like the kingfisher flashing across the pool, and that is the test of generals. It can only be ensured by instinct, sharpened by thought practicing the stroke so often that at the crisis it is as natural as a reflex.” ~ T. E. Lawrence