Sometimes you have to cull the herd. Maybe youâ€™re on hard times and have to sell your superfluous guns. Or, having finally retired and finding that that Tahiti doesnâ€™t have an IPSC club, you have to settle for someplace else but donâ€™t want to move the entire tonnage. Weâ€™ve all bought something because it was a great deal or we thought it would be cool. Heck, on one occasion I almost bought a left-handed Weatherby Mark V in .300 Weatherby Magnum, even though Iâ€™m right-handed, see no need for a .300 anything and wasnâ€™t hunting at the time. I almost bought it because it was a beautiful rifle. If you stick in this biz, or just hang around gun clubs enough, youâ€™ll end up with a rack of â€śWhen did I last use that?â€ť firearms.
Sometimes youâ€™ve got to lower the inventory. Thatâ€™s what Iâ€™m talking about here. The ones that are left, the ones Iâ€™ll keep even if it means I have to walk the roads picking up deposit bottles and cans for cash. Or to put in another way, these are the handguns I want on the boat with me if I opt for a Viking funeral.