It's my day off today, and the phone just rang. The caller ID said "MONTAGUE GUNSM". Cripes! What possible tragedy couldn't have waited til tomorrow? A sudden affliction of Protestant Work Ethic caused me to answer it anyhow.
"Tam? I didn't want to bug you at home, but The Elusive Thing just showed up".
"My Mateba? Impossible, it doesn't exist except in blurry black and white photos in the CDNN sales circular, kind of like Sasquatch or the Loch Ness monster".
"Well, it is a box from CDNN, and we aren't expecting anything else from them right now".
"I'll be right over, make sure it doesn't vanish or turn out to be swamp gas or a weather balloon".
Photos and range report of 6" .357 Mateba to follow...
"Tam? I didn't want to bug you at home, but The Elusive Thing just showed up".
"My Mateba? Impossible, it doesn't exist except in blurry black and white photos in the CDNN sales circular, kind of like Sasquatch or the Loch Ness monster".
"Well, it is a box from CDNN, and we aren't expecting anything else from them right now".
"I'll be right over, make sure it doesn't vanish or turn out to be swamp gas or a weather balloon".
Photos and range report of 6" .357 Mateba to follow...