The Pawnshop Circuit: Pythons and Fender Benders
As I was backing out, a truck pulled behind me, and I T-boned him in reverse. Great......
I got out and asked if I had hurt him. The young man in the truck also got out, and said "Hey, it's an old work truck. Don't worry about it." True enough, there was next to no damage. Still, in today's litigous society, I was heartened to come across a young man who was a straight shooter. We shook hands and went our separate ways.
I felt so good about things that I decided to cross the river and go to the final pawnshop. Once there, I glanced down the long gun rack, and saw a few rejected deer rifles, several black powder guns, and once again, no shotguns.
Then I looked in the glass case. I spied a blued revolver. It had a ventilated barrel rib. It was a Colt. I asked Dave if I could see it, and he produced an imaculate four inch Colt Python. The gun locked up tight and had no turn ring on the cylinder. Unfortunately it had no box. I did the Jim March Revolver Checkout on it, and agreed to the reasonable price. I put it on lay away. We will see how long I can stand that. I must be doing something right.