This is a long a dirty story but I will leave out the Dirt ( Motley Crue.... watch the movie on Netflick or read the book, fucken awesome ).
A simple tale of a Remington 788 / 308 that was given to me by a family member who could no longer shoot.
Brought 2nd hand by the guy that gave it to me so God only knows it history but it's in great condition and although not mint it's still in very good condition.
Now I don't like the big banger's , my posts show I am a rimfire guy and a serious varmint hunter.
The big stuff is loud, the recoil is unpleasant and hurts my shoulder, @ Rushy can you please pass my hankie, my eyes seem to be watering.
I don't like shooting deer and despite how good they taste it's not my thing..............alright on the BBQ it's my thing.
Anyway the rifles old school ( i don't think there's a piece of plastic on the whole rifle, pressed parts but no plastic ) but has a cult reputation and despite a few guys on the forum here @ northdude and others loving the model I wasn't very excited about the whole thing.
Got Mark from Desert Guns to fit a suppressor I had , he said it had very good bones and a great pedigree , I fitted a scope off another rifle and sighted it in..... LOUD,no recoil pad @ Gibo can you pass the box of tissues please.
Anyway it turns out the old girl has a reputation well earned both with the bench rest crowd and hunters, 12mm group at 110yrds with off the shelf ammo, fuck knows what it would do with hand loads, trigger job and someone who can shoot above my muppet level.
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