Take two they're small.

I think we'll need a grill back here and some steaks too...

Chambered!!??!! What are you doing behind my wall? Yer supposed to be out front with Suzanne entertaining us...

Troll (in training)?? No.......

Well I just got done cutting up a nice slab of New York Strip.... now thats a hell of a good idea steak and ice cold beer.

Chambered!!! get back in your corner and don't come out till you do your homework. Do some reading while you're there. I'm not done with you, but I'm tired and impatient and will deal with you later. If you or anyone else have any constructive thing to say about sears, feel free to interject. If you have read what I said I did to my sear and how I went about it I'm sure you'll see that I was careful and cautious in what i was doing. I've shot the gun and found no adverse reactions. Matter of fact it shoots better and as I expected, after many trials at the bench trying to make it bump-fire, it won't even budge the sear.
Suz

And don't look at me...My mom was 5'3" and the meanest Mother in the neighborhood...Fastest "switch" in the west...

I'm with Bushy here... I had enough beatings as a kid. I'm a woodworker (professionally) and a tanker in my military life. I know how to make a 120mm main gun work but I don't know a thing about the inner workings of small arms. Except how to load and shoot.

Great!!! now I've scared every body off.........scratch..scratch..no body to play with....sniff....anybody wanna go play marbles? I gotta sack full of ....naw.... never mind.......thnking....Chambers.....marbles?.....120mm main gun....HHHHhhhhhhhmmmmmmm......betcha didn't know I've been in the military too. Navy actually, aircrew survival equipmentman.....they didn't have the designation of equipmentwomen....dunno why...went in just after the Viet Nam war was over. Lived on the beach in Point Mugu Ca. loved every day I wasn't working. I joined the shooting team and shot M1s with the captain of the base, he was stickler with proper stance and just about broke my arm with the darned weight of the thing. It was fun though but we never left the base shooting range with it. Didn't compete. I think he just likes girls to shoot with. Also had some FBI guys on base that we suited up for their little secret glider type 2 place prop plane. They were funny guys, always snooping around everything in the shop, looking for something to swipe. Mutt and Jeff really......tall and short...bald and hairy....talkative and quiet...they thought they were hot stuff too....I'm gonna go to bed now.....nighty-night!
Suz
(snoooze)

Another anchor clanker! I'll try not to hold it against you. lol

Good work! M-1 is the only rifle worth shooting in the army or navy ['cept the M-14].

Rather have an M-14 myself... Although I did out-shoot a guy with his own M-1.

At least you're not callin me a squid, or squidlet, I never liked that or the Marines said we were a lower form of marine life.....Yeah the M1 was only comfortable to shoot for me in the prone position because it's so heavy, but my Mauser is just as heavy but shorter so I can sit on my well padded rump and rest it on my knee in a sort of way that's very comfortable. I had to get over that military run-the-sling-around-your-arm-across-your-chest crap though because it screwed up my shoulder. It really steadies your aim but my shoulder is still messed up after all these years. Would loved to have shot the M14, not a chance in tho, not many weapons available where I was.
Suz

WAVE??

Suzanne,
I am glad you are here and posting. This board needed some new blood to liven things up a bit. The work you did on your rifle should be just fine.

By the way, I was an air/sea rescue and survival personal equipment specialist in the USAF long ago and far away. All the best...
Gil

Well Bushy you might think WAVE but that was not what they called us. And you can imagine they called us lots of things, women are not that well received in the military contrary to what the media might get you to believe. Matter of fact WAVE stood for Women Accepted for Volunteer Emergency Service and that was mostly for white women too during WWII I believe when there was a shortage of bodies for enlistment. By the way I had to look that up, we were taught that in school, but I couldn't remember the reason. Most women I knew were miserable in the military mostly because of the disparity on numbers. Course the dykes wanted more girls but the (other) guys did too and you never went to a military bar unless you wanted to get pantsed or felt up or just didn't know better. Really a lot of girls were innocent farmers daughters that had families that were very proud of them. Personally I was a rowdy party nut that didn't want a life working for a living and was very contented thinking I could just party and live in my car and party and on and on. After a while I knew I needed a kick in the pants to get my life together and my Mother steered my in the right direction to a Navy recruiter's office. A very attractive Chief Petty Officer with gray hair and lots of good conduct stripes on his arm got me in as fast as he could with a school and that was that. I tried to get out of it after signing up, but he wouldn't let me. He said the Navy already spent lots of money on me and I was in for the duration. Actually I could have gotten out of it but he was a good talker.

Gil M. thank you for the kind words! Yeah aircrew survival equipmentmen!!
The dry-suits crewmen had to wear over water were called poopy suits! We had a big stack of them on the floor for napping on. When I first got to the base after schooling was over, I was assigned to a fitting out sort of office where the guys would get fitted with flying gear and we didn't have any type of filing system set up, or even a chief in charge, so everybody that worked there had lots of pencil flares to shoot and diving knives to throw around and flight boots and flight jackets (nice leather, with the fur collar, I stilll have mine, doesn't fit). After about a year we got an evil chief petty officer to oversee us and that was the end of fun. They did a JAG investigation and audit of our office but nobody got in trouble it was typical of that era I guess. We still had ex-Viet Nam helo pilots that insisted on taking their pistols along for the flights, but that was cool because they'd bring us back gifts from afar for being quiet about it. It was a crutch to them that they had to have I guess. I sure don't miss it but I do have some lasting memories....sheeeesh I always end up writing a book on here.....bye! and thanks for the nice words of encouragement!
Suz

I give you a big thumbs up for serving. It's not everyone vthat can take the crap military service dishes up. I know it takes a special breed! As in my case of a former Army Mech Infantryman reborn as an M1A1 Tanker I had to be a little off in the head. But god is it fun making that 120mm go boom, then the smell of cordite fills the turret. Ahhhhh it's great.

Hows the shooting going?