Happy BAG Day
When you've got a 27 year-old wife that happens to be a 6' blond...5'11 3/4" to be precise...the day does not always transpire as it had been imagined to. Therefore, my realizing the dream of participating in BAG day was delayed a tad, tad and a quarter, but am off to rectify the situation as soon as I get off here.
Maybe I'll take a breath first.
And here she be. The new shotgun, not Lisa. It's a no-frills Maverick 88 that I'll be using as a project gun, and will keep ya'll abreast as changes are made.