After work today, I snuck out to the desert and ran about sixty rounds through my newly finished AR.  I'd almost forgotten the sound of the buffer tube and action spring singing in my right ear. The purr of a well fed rifle.

Something strange happened though, driving home I began a mental build sheet (Homer Simpson) Mmmmm. CavArms lower, pencil barrel... (Homer Simpson) DAMN! I'm Jonesing already! STOP ME!



(sigh) I guess I'll just have to start saving again.