Thursday, June 8, 2017

Gun Porn - Uberti Bisley Revolver

Tonight's Gun Porn is my Uberti Bisley revolver.
The Bisley revolver was originally designed and manufactured by Colt for a target shooting competition in Bisley, England (hence, the Bisley model name).

The frame is based on Colt's Single-Action Army revolver, with a slightly larger frame, a hammer flush with the top of the gun, and a distinctive grip, suited for target shooting.

My revolver, manufactured by Uberti (an Italian company known for it's cowboy gun replicas), has a case-hardened frame, 5-1/2" barrel, and is chambered in .45 Colt (think cowboy rounds).

This particular gun is a hoot to shoot. It doesn't poke holes in paper, as much as it punches holes in it with a Chuck Norris fist. The heft of the gun mitigates a lot of the recoil, and it almost feels like the gun wants to move forward, as opposed to backward, with every pull of it's hair-trigger.

The Gun Porn image itself is with spent casings (from my first time shooting my baby) on a Detroit Lions towel, gifted from friends in Arizona. The picture was taken with my cell phone.


Range Time

This past Sunday, Wifey and I went to our local gun range. She wanted to get more time with the 9mm I bought her for Christmas (a Ruger LC9S). I wanted to do three things – more range time with my Walther PPK, more range time with my Uberti Bisley revolver, and to shoot (for the first time) my new Century Arms C39v2 AK-47.

We arrived at the range, just as it was opening (the best time to shoot, in my opinion), and were there for about an hour and a half.. We shared a lane that day, alternating between who was shooting – one would shoot, the other would re-load.

While Wifey was getting more familiar with her new firearm, I brought out the Walther. The day before, I bought new ammunition for my little spy gun. PPKs are notorious for being picky about the ammo you put through them – you could have two PPKs, with consecutive serial numbers, and they won't like the same ammo. I found this out again Sunday, as the round I put through it resulted in many double-feeds. The ammo I purchased was just too “hot” (too many grains of gunpowder per round), for my gun to act normally. After about 3 magazines of trouble (including some help from the range officer), I put the Walther away and picked up the revolver.

Our targets were at “personal defense” distance – about 15 feet out. First shot with my revolver landed dead-center of the target. I turned around to ask Wifey, “did you see that?” She was doing something with her phone, her back turned away from me and my (surprisingly) exemplary marksmanship. Later, with the same target, I blew a 3-inch diameter hole in the center of the target, turned to Wifey for a “good job”, and she was on the phone again.

About 10 minutes later, with a different target, she was watching. I fired six rounds at the target, and only saw four holes, all in the center. She informed me that I had placed two shots in the holes I had already made. So, larger bore revolver accuracy at that range – established. The gun has a hair-trigger, and has a larger barrel length, so not for carry.

Finally, with a new target up, we tried out the new AK. Again, at “self-defense” distance. Great feel, little recoil, and (like the revolver) I was landing shots in the center of the target. I don't think Wifey liked the rifle as much as I did, but I'm sure she will come around, after we have more range time with it.

In Summary:
  • Wifey is getting more and more comfortable with her new 9mm, and liking it more and more every time we get to the range.
  • The .380 ammo I bought for my very picky Walther will go to my less-picky Bersa. Will need to find less-powerful ammo for the Walther.
  • The revolver is, and has been, the most accurate firearm I've shot. Looking forward to more time with that beauty.
  • My new AK is a ton of fun, but I need to shoot it a lot more to truly appreciate it.

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