Does anyone else get a mild panic attack when this happens? I mean ... I have more ... but there's just something "sad" and "final" about throwing away a depleted sleeve and opening a fresh one. It's not like you can just drop by the local gun shop and grab another brick, or jump online and order more. Right?
Please join me in a respectful moment of silence, for this sleeve of Primers that may "never" be replaced. They willingly gave their last full measure of devotion ... for my 6.5 Creedmoor load development. (The half-full jug of StaBall is heard quietly weeping in the background.)
Please join me in a respectful moment of silence, for this sleeve of Primers that may "never" be replaced. They willingly gave their last full measure of devotion ... for my 6.5 Creedmoor load development. (The half-full jug of StaBall is heard quietly weeping in the background.)