Well, the wringing out got cut a little short, since he's only home on weekends, his wife and son thought that they should be allowed part of his time, so we only put 250 flawless rounds through it after cleaning the cosmoline out.
He's been carrying a Glock 23 and had left it in the school armory over the weekend so he didn't get to do a side by side comparison but it wasn't really necessary. I guess his reaction was more descriptive than any words could have explained. First magazine was 10 quick into a B-27 target from 25 yards. 7 in the center one cutting the line and the other two just out side of the line. Second mag strong hand, third weak hand. One round went out of the coke bottle from the weak hand. Fourth magazine was at the little 2x3" target in the upper corner, all rounds at least touching.
By this time, he was grinning so big that he couldn't wipe it off, looking at the gun and a consistant stream of comments like "I thought there would be more recoil, this doesen't seem to kick at all!" (remember he's been using a 23) "I don't know if it fits my hand better or what" "Boy!, It shoots good, doesen't it!" (Son, I don't know, you haven't let go of it yet). He finished off the rest of the 250 practicing the drills and skills being taught at the acadamy.
I told him that I'd clean it, that he could go on home and play with momma and the baby.
Later in the afternoon, he shows back with a big s&*t-eating grin and some sob story that he'd stopped by the office and the Sheriff had asked him to work the County Fair and he had no weapon at home, could he use the Sig. Since it fits the same holster as my 228, I had him covered. I then told him that if he graduated it was his, if not, mine. I think I may have lost my new pistol. He left the house wiping off the fingerprints with the tail of his uniform shirt.
I hope that, like my grandson, I'm allowed to play with it some. I'll report back after a more serious session.
