Thanks, sir!
I lost sleep last night after reading the company info and the history/eulogy of the founding father by his son. To know that the octogenarian Mr. Uberti, a gentle, perfectionist American West cowboy nut, died while taking a nap after pruning his beloved olive trees in Tuscany? How much better can it get? A very refreshing story in the midst of all this American Cowboy bashing from the Euro's. I'm not trying to equivocate his politics with those of my own but I think his life on paper would make an excellent book.
So you might as well tatoo "screw me" on my forehead. I'm a serious sucker for stories like that.
But the Yellowboy? Those oh-so-cool pistols? Too pretty.
.....I'm skeert but I think I'm gonna have to take the plunge.
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