On the road all day, so forgive my lack of loquaciousness.
On the other hand, I stopped at the superawesome National Gun Day show in Louisville on the way home. If you've never been, I highly recommend it. I stood at one table and, by stretching my fingers as far as I could, my pinkie was on a .45 Savage and my thumb was touching a Springfield M1903 with the Pedersen Device. Both were for sale; it was very nearly a religious experience.
Borchardts? 2. Webley-Fosberys? 3. Kynoch revolvers? 2. A whole showcase full of Bren Tens. More transferable Hotchkiss machine guns in one room than you've ever seen. So many Triple-Locks and Registered Magnums and 1902 Colts and Luger carbines that I got museum fatigue.
I'll write more normal stuff in the morning, after the glow has worn off...