How did I ever make it to "crusty old fart" status, when the biggest rifle I ever owned was a 30-30? Then I went modern and got a Win. 70 in .243! Boy was I ever happy! Now I find I'm lucky to be alive cuase I went into the woods after tree rats with something less than a 30-06! How the heck did I manage to drop so many white tail deer with something less than the 338 Lapue?
Some of you guys really make me giggle!!!