I played with the .22 AR conversion Wednesday, and yesterday was spent learning the intricacies of my 22/45 and giving the Para LTC 9 and the '66 Colt the long-overdue thorough cleanings they desperately needed. You know how those finicky 1911s choke on any speck of dirt? Well, the '66 Colt, which lives in my range bag, hadn't had a good cleaning since the Awerbuck course last summer. (That's why I had it teflon coated, after all; life as a range beater is hard, rented mules have it easier.)
Today I hung around the shop at CCA and mostly watched guns getting fixed and a couple of kilobuck-plus 1911s getting built, as well as a Sooper Sekrit Project coming together, about which I hope to be able to blog. Tomorrow is revolver day. I'll be back up in the guts of my K-22 and my Model 34, as well as tearing down my 432PD to see how a new-fangled MIM-and-zit gun's innards differ from those of the old 5-screw Smiths with which I am familiar.