Okay, so I received an offer I couldn't refuse for the stock. I feel like it's a fleeting moment where you meet a pretty girl on the train, talk to her for a few minutes but she gets off before you can get her phone number. But it's okay, I'll meet another girl.. there'll always be another girl.
I dont have a barreled action yet, nor do I even know which caliber I want to use so I sold it.