Being of a more or less 'conservative' nature, I tend to hang onto things I 'might need someday' and that can be a good thing, or not so good. Anyway here is a funny story.
Years ago I squirreled away 1,000 once-fired LC (crimped, mixed years) cases and held on to them for 'someday'. Many are headstamped LC 85 and LC 88, so it is sort of vintage brass.
At this point my XC match brass is now all 8x fired and being retired to 'practice' status.
So I tumbled the old once-fired LC stash and started to resize/deprime, preparatory to cutting the crimps out, trimming, and neck expanding.
Problem is, some of them are so well crimped, and the old primers have been in place so long, that the decpping pin (Lee) is pushing the cap off the cup, leaving the cylindrical 'body' of the primer stuck in the primer pocket.
So far it is only a few and I'm fairly sure I can figure out how to get the stuck parts out, but if it turns out that more than maybe 10% are like that, it will be a kind of uh... female dog.
Anyway everybody needs a good laugh once in a while, along with the thought "glad its him, not me" so here is your amusing tale for the day.
Years ago I squirreled away 1,000 once-fired LC (crimped, mixed years) cases and held on to them for 'someday'. Many are headstamped LC 85 and LC 88, so it is sort of vintage brass.
At this point my XC match brass is now all 8x fired and being retired to 'practice' status.
So I tumbled the old once-fired LC stash and started to resize/deprime, preparatory to cutting the crimps out, trimming, and neck expanding.
Problem is, some of them are so well crimped, and the old primers have been in place so long, that the decpping pin (Lee) is pushing the cap off the cup, leaving the cylindrical 'body' of the primer stuck in the primer pocket.
So far it is only a few and I'm fairly sure I can figure out how to get the stuck parts out, but if it turns out that more than maybe 10% are like that, it will be a kind of uh... female dog.
Anyway everybody needs a good laugh once in a while, along with the thought "glad its him, not me" so here is your amusing tale for the day.