I admit it, I am a Glock snob. It was the first gun I ever owned and I fell in love with them. Glock model seventeen. I know, I know...9mm? What did I know? It didn't take me long to buy my second and it is my favorite Glock. Model twenty three... forty cal. To this day it is my favorite, although the model 27 isn't too far behind. Today my trigger finger was itching so I went to my range and let it rip from twenty yards. After about 8 rounds my phone rang and here I am, standing there pistol in hand. As soon as the hello's were exchanged I quietly sat the phone down and squeezed the trigger six more times.
My nephew was silent for a few seconds after he picked it back up and he yells...COULDN'T YOU HAVE WARNED ME BEFORE YOU DID THAT! Then came the laughter. Do you want a steak he asks? Heck yea man was the response and I started packing. Good thing the range isn't too far from my house.