My Pet Peeve

[smellie]

There was a fellow in Melita, Manitoba, called Fred Jensen, who built some of the most accurate rifles ever put together in Canada. That there aren't more of his rifles around is down, mostly, to the fact that almost NOBODY could get along with Fred. He would yell and scream at people for things that you or I would regard as harmless foibles. That he sold any guns at all was due to the fact that nobody could build a rifle which could out-shoot his. I have seen called 2-shot groups from a Fred Jensen 7mm Remington Magnum (Sako L-61 action, Douglas Supreme barrel fitted and chambered by Fred, stock started off as Bishop, if I recall correctly, laminated thin maple and walnut but was fitted, bedded and finished by the late Gavin Tait) that I had to borrow a quarter from a friend, just to measure: point-nine inch at 598 yards by the surveyor`s chain. Fred regarded this as NORMAL performance for that round! He shot Africa with the 7mm Rem a year before the Remington factory team and he was the first to hunt Afrca with the .458 Winchester. When he passed away a few years ago at a mere 96-and-a-bit, his trophy room, containing everything from Elephant to MOUSE, became part of the local Museum.

If Fred had heard these clowns talk about their Winnies and Remmies, (and likely Tikkies and Mousies and Savvies as well) they would have been thrown bodily out of his shop, their money following by air express and they would NEVER have been allowed back in the door, or even on his property.

But that was Fred. Me, I just laugh at the sheer idiocy of it all.
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