I had a 1911 on my desk in which he took a polite interest. It came to pass that the great man visited one day. ![]() What exacting standards he did set, looking down on other 1911 owners from his olympian heights! How could lesser folks even live as they did with their crude substandard weapons? A accomplished man he was, erudite in the wisdom of the gun magazines, secure in his bastion of knowledge. He sneered at the notion of anything less than a custom pistol by a big name pistol smith. He spoke knowledgeably about barrel bushings, rod guides, 32 lines to an inch hand cut checkering and so forth. He was a purist of the highest standards, a 1911 snob and a name-dropper. ![]() Such were for lesser beings than himself. He could, he professed, never be bothered with "inaccurate" and "out-of-the-box" 1911s. He held forth in various webpages and discussion forums, extolling the perfect, state-of-the-art 1911, custom made from custom frames and slides of the sort used, he said, by elite FBI units. ![]() I once knew a fellow who waxed authoritatively on the subject of 1911 pistols. Form.īefore reviewing the Colt Gold Cup Trophy, please bear with me for an edifying moral tale.
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