The 5 openers are in the mail. I am however kind of screwed up right now. I will be kind of short on brass for a while. If anyone has some brass that has good lips to fit in a shell holder I would be willing to purchase them for .50 cents each so I won't have to shoot the ammo I've got or pull bullets and take a chance on screwing up like I did today. Please PM me or email me at email@example.com I would like to purchase them with descrete PayPal. Well it is official, I’m a dumb ass, a fat onetoo. Today it was raining and has beenraining for several days so I didn’t go out to shoot the 50 BMG to empty thebrass. So I decided to use my fancybullet puller and pull the bullets on the rounds that I wanted to use to makebottle openers. The one thing I didn’tdo was take the empty shell and load it in my rifle to make the primer safe. Well after making the two horizontal cuts Istarted on the vertical cut. Now I’vedone this at least 50 times without problem but this time I screwed up bigtime. The primer went of, flew out ofthe primer pocket and hit me about 3 inches above my belly button. It didn’t hurt hardly at all but sure rang mybell. I had safety glasses on so itsaved my eye sight. After I figured thatI was not hurt bad I got up and noticed that my bib overalls had a hole inthem. I headed to the bedroom to doublecheck and found that my shirt, underwear and bib overalls was drenched inblood. I was bleeding like a stuckpig. I grabbed a towel and appliedpressure and hollered at my 10 year old son. When he saw the blood he startedto freak out but I told him to cool it. I changed my clothes while he held pressure on the wound and we headedfor the hospital. I called my 89 yearold father on the way and he was waiting with his van to take Scotty and I therest of the way. Once I got to thehospital the nurse checked me in and they called the sheriff and somehow letthem know I had been shot with a 50 BMG rifle. The deputy that showed up couldn’t believe that I had driven myself orthat I’d been shot with a 50 BMG. He hasknown me and my family for quite a while. Once they did the x-ray and CT scan they figured out that I had notmortally wounded myself. Thank goodnessfor fat. The primer went in above mybelly button and traveled about 6 inches to my right and stopped about 3 inchesunder the skin. The doctor felt aroundand thought he had figured out how to get it out and made a cut over where theprimer should be. After digging aroundfor 20 or 30 minutes he kept having trouble with the primer moving out frombetween the forceps. He sewed me back upand told me to see the surgeon on Thursday. Man do I feel stupid. I know better than this and could have killedthe primer with a drop of oil but I was in a hurry and it bit me. I guess it could have been worse, it couldhave lodged in my stomach or other important organ. The marks on my spine arefrom a spinal fusion I had about 4 years ago.
I'llcling to my God and my guns, and you can keep the "Change".