Perfect

Iain Tyrrell talks about one of my favorite cars of all time, the Lamborghini 400GT.

Here’s my take.  Lamborghini, when it popped the Countach cork, went off to some kind of schoolboy fantasy design trip, and they’ve stayed with it ever since.  I know, there’s a market for that kind of thing because clearly there is a vast customer market of men with small penises.

But their first cars — the 350GT and the 400GT — were the closest to old man Ferruccio’s original plan for his cars:  fast, reliable and comfortable tourers:  the antithesis of the capricious and unreliable Ferrari sports cars, in other words.

Now watch the video and listen to that glorious V12 pushing the back of the car down as it accelerates.

Want.

I’ve ranted before about the foolishness of men who would drop half a million bucks on a car, and I still feel that way.  But I might just make a teeny exception for a 400GT (because that’s what a well-restored one of these goes for, if you can find one).  The one that Tyrrell’s driving would be worth far north of that sum because of the custom-built pistons, amongst other delicious things, that he and his team of automotive wizards has put together.

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and check my lottery tickets.

Problematic

More than a few of my Readers have suggested that I start reloading ammo — at least the .38 Special — so that I can build up a decent stock without bankrupting my self by buying it retail.

One unbelievably generous soul has even offered to set me up with a complete reloading station (an older, simple affair that he no longer uses) including powder, primers, casings and even boolets.

Did I mention before that I have the best damn Readers on the Internet?

Here’s my problem.  Even with the best will in the world, I have no space to start reloading ammo.  When we moved from Plano, we moved into a tiny and I mean tiny apartment that is just large enough to hold two people.  There’s no way I could set up a loading station there, unless I set it up, reloaded for a few hours, then broke it all down again before New Wife got home, and then went through the whole rigmarole again and again.  She’s not afraid of the business, mind you, but we just have no spare room available — I’d have to move the dining room furniture out (where?) just to be able to set it up.

We do have a garage (not attached to the apartment, but a hundred-odd yards away), but it’s not insulated — think:  Texas oven — and in any event, I’m pretty sure that there’s something in the lease which says I can’t do it anyway.

So I have to decline all such offers (thanks, Bruce) and be content with buying the ammo as cheaply as I can.

Several Readers have stepped up with suggestions of places where I could do just that, and I’ll be doing the due diligence when the time comes for me to do some serious bulk purchasing.  In the meantime, I discovered that Texas Legends (my local range) actually sells practice ammo at quite a reasonable price, the only problem being that it’s the heavier 158gr. loads, with nothing smaller available.  Still that’s not going to kill me nor break the bank — a couple hundred rounds over the next month or so is doable — so while I hate being “short” of ammo, at least I’m not faced with the Covid-era situation where there wasn’t any ammo available.

And I have shall we say an adequate supply of premium self-defense .38 Special (chortle chortle)  so the situation is not too critical.

By the way, there’s a lesson here:  if you practice a lot, as I do, be sure to take stock of your ammo supply at regular intervals (as I didn’t, in this case) so you don’t end up in my predicament.  I’ve always checked my .45 ACP stock levels because that’s the handgun caliber I practice with the most, but because until recently I only had the little S&W 637 Airweight (my backup), I hardly ever bothered with checking the .38 Special stock because I hardly ever shot the thing — maybe twice a year.

Now, of course, I’m in a different situation with MOAR .38 revolvers (however did that happen?) and having rediscovered the joys of centerfire revolver shooting, I’m going to be doing that a lot more.

And there’s always the .22LR guns, for which I have sufficient stocks to last me (and the Son&Heir, and his Son&Heir) several lifetimes, regardless of frequency.

Once again, though:  thank you all for your concern and your support, as always.

News Desert

I have to say that the past week or so has had news of little or no interest to me, and even less worth commenting on.

Yeah, Trump has finally got Iran to sign a “deal” which will do something or other, but I suspect that those assholes have no intention of following any of its terms — at least, those terms which would prevent it from continuing their jihad against Israel and the West — so I suspect that at some point we’ll have to go back and do it all over again.

And the Brits are totally fucked under Labour — we all knew that anyway — but I see little light at the end of that particular tunnel until a proper alternative can be found for the Socialists.  Don’t hold yer breath. If we think that repatriating the millions of illegal aliens Over Here is difficult, it will be exponentially more difficult Over There with the millions of “refugees” they’ve welcomed in and allowed to infest their once-proud society.

I don’t care about Europe as a whole, anyway, so whatever happens to them will happen — they brought it all on themselves anyway — and yeah, whatever.

Everyone keeps saying that China’s economy is going to collapse soon, but I think that’s bullshit.  As the man said:  there’s a lot of ruin in a nation, and anyone thinking there’ll be some sudden cataclysmic collapse is deluding themselves.  (They said that about the Soviet Union too, and it did collapse;  but I see no evidence of a Chinese Gorbachev to start the ball rolling.)

As for our economy… don’t ask.  At some point we too are going to be well and truly fucked, thanks to our feckless government spending levels, but if there’s a lot of ruin in China, there’s a hell of a lot more ruin in the U.S.  If we can somehow solve the issue without wholesale executions (quit that cheering), it will be a win.

The only bit of cheering news I see is that the stupid and self-destructive Green movement is starting to see the air escaping out of their little balloon, and not a moment too soon, says I.  As Insty says, faster please.

I think I’ll go to the range and shot off a whole bunch of .22 because why not?