Ok, the phone is blowing up with folks thinking I'm clinging to life.
I'm not.
We had a bit of a boomer of a different sort last week.
Cartridge was a 6mm Comp Match. A cartridge I've chambered a great deal as its one that I campaign frequently.
Action, don't ask. I'm not telling, it's been handled. Nuff said.
So, rifle is finished (full build) and I gas up a round to test. Chambers fine, and I pull the trigger into the test cell. 47.5 grains of H1000 with a 105 La Poo Poo bullet. Done it hundreds of times. NO it wasn't H110. I don't even have any in the building thanks to the moocher known as James O'Neill. (kidding, he's a friend)
Big flash, no smile, no candid camera.
The thing blew apart and I got belted pretty good in the orbital socket of my right eye. I tell everyone that I forgot to do the dishes and Kalli now has to go to anger management classes...
I tore my retina slightly and had some internal bleeding of the eye. Again, not a big deal. Doc gave me some steroids and atropine so I'm walking around with a good case of stink eye for a week.
Sux. Feels like I have mag light shoved in my eye socket.
Getting better day by day.
Bottom line is, shit happens. I'm FINE. You do this stuff long enough and shit will happen. Goes with the job.
I don't have an explanation as to what caused it. My gut says Lynn had a jag come off the cleaning rod when he prepped it for test firing. I neglected to check prior to chambering and firing.
Complacency will bite your ass. The lesson reinforced that no matter what, check the bore for obstructions when someone other than you has handled a rifle/barreled action in the shop.
I'm lucky. If my face had been on the stock I'd be dead. No question. Keep your face off a stock when doing a first fire gents. It'll save your life someday.
That is all. Thanks for the phone calls and supportive comments.
"Ralphie"
I'm not.
We had a bit of a boomer of a different sort last week.
Cartridge was a 6mm Comp Match. A cartridge I've chambered a great deal as its one that I campaign frequently.
Action, don't ask. I'm not telling, it's been handled. Nuff said.
So, rifle is finished (full build) and I gas up a round to test. Chambers fine, and I pull the trigger into the test cell. 47.5 grains of H1000 with a 105 La Poo Poo bullet. Done it hundreds of times. NO it wasn't H110. I don't even have any in the building thanks to the moocher known as James O'Neill. (kidding, he's a friend)
Big flash, no smile, no candid camera.
The thing blew apart and I got belted pretty good in the orbital socket of my right eye. I tell everyone that I forgot to do the dishes and Kalli now has to go to anger management classes...
I tore my retina slightly and had some internal bleeding of the eye. Again, not a big deal. Doc gave me some steroids and atropine so I'm walking around with a good case of stink eye for a week.
Sux. Feels like I have mag light shoved in my eye socket.
Getting better day by day.
Bottom line is, shit happens. I'm FINE. You do this stuff long enough and shit will happen. Goes with the job.
I don't have an explanation as to what caused it. My gut says Lynn had a jag come off the cleaning rod when he prepped it for test firing. I neglected to check prior to chambering and firing.
Complacency will bite your ass. The lesson reinforced that no matter what, check the bore for obstructions when someone other than you has handled a rifle/barreled action in the shop.
I'm lucky. If my face had been on the stock I'd be dead. No question. Keep your face off a stock when doing a first fire gents. It'll save your life someday.
That is all. Thanks for the phone calls and supportive comments.
"Ralphie"
