This fellow next door had inherited some rifles from his father. Nice working guns. Then he starts asking questions about ammo, and I try to steer him in the right direction. Earlier this week, he happens to walk over while I'm building ammo, so he asks about reloading and I give him the five-minute tour. Then yesterday he comes over with some ammo, wondering what type bullet is loaded in the ammo, so we take some boxes off the shelf and talk about bullet design. Then he asks how much my ammo costs me on a per-shot basis, so we get out paper and pencil and make some notes.
He's astounded that he's paying over a buck per shot, and my ammo comes in at less than half that. In some cases (cast bullet ammo) at a tenth of what he's paying.
I've got an extra, old, single stage press that he doesn't know about. I might hand it to him the next time he comes over, and create a monster. His wife doesn't speak to me now, so what's the harm?
He's astounded that he's paying over a buck per shot, and my ammo comes in at less than half that. In some cases (cast bullet ammo) at a tenth of what he's paying.
I've got an extra, old, single stage press that he doesn't know about. I might hand it to him the next time he comes over, and create a monster. His wife doesn't speak to me now, so what's the harm?