maximus otter
Well-Known Member
Yesterday at the rifle range I lent my Steyr SSG-69 in 7.62mm to a charming young lady who doesn't yet own her own firearms. She is an intelligent, sensible young woman with a degree, who holds a managerial position in a UK national retail chain. I have mentored her on this particular rifle; she has used it on previous occasions, and has demonstrated such a degree of competence that I have even allowed her to mentor other newcomers on it (with me hovering inconspicuously nearby...)
On this occasion, however, she performed a feat which I would not have imagined possible: Despite being very petite, and definitely not a gym bunny / weightlifter, she managed to jam not one but two rounds under the rotor of the SSG magazine. Only at this point did she approach me sheepishly and proffer the inoperable magazine.
I was so surprised that I didn't even think to take a photo of the soup sandwich in my hand, but here's a representation of what should have been (green), and what actually was achieved (red):

I eventually had to disassemble the mag to remove the two rounds.
Now all I have to do is work out how to reassemble the SSG mag, a task so preposterously unlikely that no-one seems ever to have posted instructions on the Interclown.
**** my life.

maximus otter
On this occasion, however, she performed a feat which I would not have imagined possible: Despite being very petite, and definitely not a gym bunny / weightlifter, she managed to jam not one but two rounds under the rotor of the SSG magazine. Only at this point did she approach me sheepishly and proffer the inoperable magazine.
I was so surprised that I didn't even think to take a photo of the soup sandwich in my hand, but here's a representation of what should have been (green), and what actually was achieved (red):

I eventually had to disassemble the mag to remove the two rounds.
Now all I have to do is work out how to reassemble the SSG mag, a task so preposterously unlikely that no-one seems ever to have posted instructions on the Interclown.
**** my life.

maximus otter
