Mice Fear Me

Swell news today. I picked up my latest adopted baby. A Savage 93R17-FVSS. In case you haven’t memorized the entire Savage line, I’ll inform you that this is a .17 HMR bolt-action rifle with a heavy stainless barrel and no sights. The scope is still on the way.

I also have ammunition. I ordered it from Midsouth while I was waiting.

Looks like a nice little gun. Seems very light, to have a barrel like that.

I can’t wait to get to the range and see what it will do. My earliest chance is Friday, but I don’t know if I can swing it.

I think I should have done this two years ago. Or earlier. I’ve had fun with the PSL and the K31, but I really needed something with fewer idiosyncrasies. Something I could take out of the box and shoot. This looks like a good choice. It should be ridiculously accurate at a hundred yards, and the ammunition is cheap, as was the gun itself.

The PSL has a trigger problem. The K31 needs scope shims. My Nylon 66 just doesn’t seem to like scopes. The new gun shouldn’t have any of those problems. Now, when I miss, I’ll know who to blame.

The ammunition is just plain weird. Tiny little miniatures of high-powered rifle rounds. And each one has a red plastic insert in the bullet’s cavity.

I don’t know what accessories I need. I have the Boresnake, and I’ll be buying a bag for the gun, but after that, who knows? It has studs on it for a strap. Maybe that would be a good idea.

Now I feel like I can quit looking at rifles for a spell. This one should be a dream to shoot, so I should be able to learn a great deal from it. I certainly hope so. You never know when your city might be invaded by chipmunks.