Just getting the hang of things and having a blast. The VRF14 comes back quick, and you had best hold on tight.
It is pretty easy to get jaded as a gun writer. The steady flow of high-capacity 9mm carry guns, the endless array of AR-15s, bolt action rifles in yet another sniper configuration, or lightweight hunting rifles that promise to bruise your shoulder and leave you cross-eyed from recoil. You know you’ve been at it too long when yet another brown cardboard box falls off of the delivery truck, and you do not have that “spark of joy” that Marie Kondo speaks of.
So, the latest box arrives, and I open it without even looking to see who it is from. I slide the inside box out, and see the Armscor label, and figure “Oh, this should be of interest.” And then when...