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Now we're even, I never seen a laminate Nagant before.
My SKS is Russian and all milled, no stamping, got it when Clinton told us we couldn't have one.
Never shot it yet but I will some day.
I scored a real coup I have to share. It was in a shop that I later refused to do business with, nice range, nice show room, not nice help.
Any how they had like 4 of those cardboard drums with SKS's stuffed full. A big sign said your choice, I think it was 99 bucks. The were greasy nasty looking cosmolined blobs. They had taken this one and cleaned it all up and had it hanging on the wall.
Anticipating issues I asked a counterman (real jerk by the way) if the one hanging on the wall was the same as the ones in the barrels. He of course looked at me like I fell off a turnip truck yesterday and said it was in fact the same.
So I wandered over to the barrels, then wandered back and told him I'd take the one on the wall. I thought he was gonna faint! He said they couldn't do that. I confirmed to him that although I'd recently fell off a turnip truck that he told me they were the same. He refused to budge. So I had him get the owner (another jerk by the way, a lot of them in that shop). He said no too but after I explained the chain of events including total lack of respect from jerk # 1, he relented.
The crowning glory was he told # 1 as soon as my transaction was done to pick out the nicest one in the barrel and start cleaning it up.
That just has to make you smile.
Long story short a week or two later they ran a good friend out of the shop who uses a walker and his wife who uses a cane. He special ordered a gun and they apparently forgot to order it. Told him it was his fault for filling out the paperwork wrong. Haven't been there since.
My SKS is Russian and all milled, no stamping, got it when Clinton told us we couldn't have one.
Never shot it yet but I will some day.
I scored a real coup I have to share. It was in a shop that I later refused to do business with, nice range, nice show room, not nice help.
Any how they had like 4 of those cardboard drums with SKS's stuffed full. A big sign said your choice, I think it was 99 bucks. The were greasy nasty looking cosmolined blobs. They had taken this one and cleaned it all up and had it hanging on the wall.
Anticipating issues I asked a counterman (real jerk by the way) if the one hanging on the wall was the same as the ones in the barrels. He of course looked at me like I fell off a turnip truck yesterday and said it was in fact the same.
So I wandered over to the barrels, then wandered back and told him I'd take the one on the wall. I thought he was gonna faint! He said they couldn't do that. I confirmed to him that although I'd recently fell off a turnip truck that he told me they were the same. He refused to budge. So I had him get the owner (another jerk by the way, a lot of them in that shop). He said no too but after I explained the chain of events including total lack of respect from jerk # 1, he relented.
The crowning glory was he told # 1 as soon as my transaction was done to pick out the nicest one in the barrel and start cleaning it up.
That just has to make you smile.
Long story short a week or two later they ran a good friend out of the shop who uses a walker and his wife who uses a cane. He special ordered a gun and they apparently forgot to order it. Told him it was his fault for filling out the paperwork wrong. Haven't been there since.
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