This afternoon I saw a for sale ad. A very clean 22lr. 452 American with the factory 16" threaded barrel. I told my self to calm down. Got in the car and the trip odometer was 452! I immediately thought about the rifle. Stopped for gas and it click off right at $22. Wow! When I got home my daughter reminded me she is going to a party tonight; a Quinceañera. (Sweet sixteen)
Now I'm starting to think someone is telling me to buy this rifle. Thought about the rifle, fate, predestination, temptations from the devil, my bank balance, free will and the Almighty some more. I already believe He shoots a CZ. Discussed it with my wife and she's not sure if someone is telling to buy it. I can tell you she's not.
She didn't say not to buy but asked me why I needed 2 of the same model when I barely shoot the one I have. Then she clinched the argument by asking if there wasn't something different I wanted to spend that money on. Hate it when logic trumps desire. Hope someone buys it soon before my will power fades. Or I get hit by lighting.