That's my kind of gun right there, born a 100 years too late I think. I strapped on my Uberti Birdshead 45 Colt to revisit my roots. Think I'll wear it to work tomorrow, might even get regular time on the belt. Wearing it as we speak and it feels fine.
Good belt, good Mernickle holster, hardly know it's there.
In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
Cue sound of Head slap.
RIP Muggsy & TMan
"If you are a warrior legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that JOCKO will not come today."