When i first got the
When i first got the email that the . 45 was back in stock I thought I was dreaming. . . turns out, I was driving. . with my better judgement i let Jesus take the wheel of my truck, clicked the link to Extar's website and places my order, the big man understood and guided ol bessy just fine for those couple minutes.
fast forward a couple weeks and sure enough, heaven (the gun store/ffl) was callin to inform me that the ghost of Dale Earnhardt (the mailman) had just stopped by deliver "sumn special for a special guy" (the EP45).
i cranked ol bessy up and forced my way to the shop "if yens aint rubbin, ya aint racin". i walked through them doors, took a look to my left and there she was. . like a crackhead at the jobsite, just wanting to be loaded n fired.
i buckled her in the backseat of bessy and was home before the empty can of skoal in the bed that flew out could even touch the ground. i loaded up every glock . 45 rd i could find (7) and gave my neighbors a show they didnt know they needed.
and by god it was magical, from the crisp smooth trigger to the firm but gentle handguard, from the aphrodisiacal recoil to the wiggle of joy in my hips. . the rifle is the best firearms purchase i've made in a long time.
so if you've ever dreamt of taking turn 3 with the intimidator, fightin commies w/ rambo or takin the ol lady out for nice steak in the general lee. . then this is the gun for you my amigo.
stay frosty. . .