Last year I moved from the ranch back into town. (big mistake) In town, it seems they frown on discharging firearms in one’s backyard. (they’re not too fond of barking dogs, either) sigh

In any case… I just picked up another revolver, an 1851 Navy Colt in .36 caliber. This is a reproduction of the pistol Wild Bill Hickock used to shoot Davis Tutt through the heart at a distance of about 75 yards.

Now I’m motivated again. Next, I gotta get that rifle…^{and I will get that rifle, I swear}