Pushing the Limits of the Marlin 336 (or, How my .30-30 Got the AX)
I got to wondering recently. Typically, if that goes on long enough, the ol’ measuring stick comes out, then unusual credit card charges begin to appear, and before you know it, there’s a fresh pile of chips on the mill table. Sometimes a small pile of discarded parts sacrifice themselves to the cause of science. Tragic, yes, but necessary, and not without ceremony, which mostly involves uttered incantations that would prevent the offending part from having a place in heaven.