At the shoot today I asked Jim if I could shoot the mighty 500 and he graciously agreed. He asked me which load I would like to try and like a fool I said in my manliest voice "the max" So he loads up something that looked more like a grenade than a pistol round and handed me the revolver. I closed the cylinder and assumed the "stance" aimed it in the general downrange direction. Thinking to myself "dont drop it, dont drop it I cocked the hammer back and pulled the trigger.
Now I have a model 629 and make my own hot loads but boys and girls let me tell you I have never felt a kick like that. I had the mark of EC imprinted on my right palm in bright red for about an hour.
A few hours later, I was back home loading ammo and my left forarm started to hurt me, it got pretty bad, I was thinking damn what did I do. Something is not right.... Well long story short, something finally clicked in there and now my arm feels sore but OK, kinda like cracking your back and feeling relief.
That is one mighty hand cannon Jim, thanks for the experience.
Now I have a model 629 and make my own hot loads but boys and girls let me tell you I have never felt a kick like that. I had the mark of EC imprinted on my right palm in bright red for about an hour.
A few hours later, I was back home loading ammo and my left forarm started to hurt me, it got pretty bad, I was thinking damn what did I do. Something is not right.... Well long story short, something finally clicked in there and now my arm feels sore but OK, kinda like cracking your back and feeling relief.
That is one mighty hand cannon Jim, thanks for the experience.