It Doesn't Get Any Cooler Than This

Aric finally got it paid off recently. I won't tell you how much he spent, because it might cause you to need Joseph's emergency services. Suffice it to say, it was a lot.

Now for a few statements of the obvious. It is big. Its heavy. It is loud. It is accurate. It is as cool as things get. I got to fire it a few times today. It makes you smile.

Remember that the cartridge and the original machine gun for which it was chambered were both designed by a Mormon boy named John Moses Browning whose dad, Jonathan, was asked to stay behind in Far West to supply guns and rifles for the saints who were coming here.

Its roughly 40 pounds of weight and its tank-style muzzle brake make it kick only about as much as an '06, but the muzzle blast is memorable. Let the photos from today speak for themselves.

By the way, thee are a couple of other photos here this time. One is of Arica Armell who was a little sad today because of a misunderstandin wth her friend lat night. The other is of Heather's little fellow, Connor, who is amazingly cute and seems to be Heather's raison d'etre.