Heh. Denise speaks truth.
Incidentally, a less-than-totally-firm grip on a Desert Eagle in .50AE seems to cause the brass to fly straight back. I've never minded being hit by brass. Being hit by flying, red-hot wastepaper baskets, on the other hand...
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Reminds me of Muir's "Day by Day" comic strip today! :)
Hope you're wearing protective glasses....
The Desert Eagle pistols are beauties, indeed. Wanted to buy one a few years ago, but, even though I'm a fairly big dude, the grip is just TOO DARN BIG for me to have a comfortable hold.
(Current preference is a Colt Anaconda w. stock grips).
Muir's strip today was, by his own admission, inspired by Denise's comment!
Yeah, I've heard of that happening sometimes to a woman.
When I shoot at the local indoor range, brass sometimes hits the partition and bounces off my face. I just ignore it. Except for that one time a hot piece of .45 got behind the lens of my safety glasses and left a blister on my eyelid. Took a lot of displine to put the auto on safe, set it down and "then" start clawing at it ;-)
I made the above comment before clicking on and reading the link. So I'm not alone the the "brass eye" hah! Same eye too.
Tokarev
Happened to my ex-wife, and her custom 1911. Brass sailed straight back and lodged firmly between her 44D brass catchers. She quickly safed her pistol and set it on the bench, then fished out the offending hot metal, cursing up a storm while retrieving it.
We had a longer ejector installed that afternoon. The gunsmith smiled, but declined her request to engrave "Hooter Heater" on the slide . She never wore scoop-neck tees to the range again after that.
(I wish I had that Kart-barreled gun back from her, but I lost in the divorce proceedings...)
Ahh yes, the good ol' DEagle. I remember when we first got that in, and of course I had to be the tester...to make sure everything worked of course. First shot - wham! right to the forehead. Stung like a mofo too..
Odd, I never had a problem with my Desert Eagle in .44 Magnum. Well, except for the need to use hot loads in it. The brass just sailed up over my head... not always nice to onlookers who got too close. Miss that cannon, cured me of my flinch. After firing a couple of mags through a Desert Eagle my 1911 felt like a .22.
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