Bob Wright
New member
Talk of the "Transfer Bar Pinch" reminded me of another pinch.
I was at an indoor range, shooting my .45 Colt Blackhawk. I had fired a couple of strings, five shots each, and just reloaded. I cradled the gun in my left hand as I loaded, doing the load one, skip one routine, and closed the loading gate. Carefully keeping the muzzle downrange, I cocked the hammer, or started to, when there was a sharp pain in the fleshy part at the base of my left thumb!
OW! is exactly the word I said.
The fleshy part of the base of my thumb was sort of impressed into the cylinder flute, and as the cylinder rotated, pinched the fire out of my hand between the flute and topstrap of the gun.
Nothing dangerous ensued, but one painful lesson was learned. The other gun I was shooting had no flutes, being a Super Blackhawk.
Bob Wright
I was at an indoor range, shooting my .45 Colt Blackhawk. I had fired a couple of strings, five shots each, and just reloaded. I cradled the gun in my left hand as I loaded, doing the load one, skip one routine, and closed the loading gate. Carefully keeping the muzzle downrange, I cocked the hammer, or started to, when there was a sharp pain in the fleshy part at the base of my left thumb!
OW! is exactly the word I said.
The fleshy part of the base of my thumb was sort of impressed into the cylinder flute, and as the cylinder rotated, pinched the fire out of my hand between the flute and topstrap of the gun.
Nothing dangerous ensued, but one painful lesson was learned. The other gun I was shooting had no flutes, being a Super Blackhawk.
Bob Wright