ever have a day when building is just not in your skill set?
actually my fun started a couple days ago when i opened a package with a new old stock Haddaway. got so thrilled i lost all sense and full cocked it to check functionality. mainspring reminded me that one is supposed to use their brain once in a while. shattered like glass. superglued the pieces together to get accurate measurements and started looking for something to make a replacement. still looking.
shifted to my half stock cherry build. went to the lock drawer and decided to use Bob Roller 80. stripped it down and of course the tiniest fly ever used in a lock went skittering out of the bowl somehow and onto the rubber mat on the garage floor. the mat that i had cut some aluminum angle the other day, and not cleaned up all those wonderful little chunks that look like they could be a fly from the best lock in the drawer.
having been reminded that i should once in a while use my two active brain cells, i got a clean magnet and believe it or not, found the fly! and another one i had lost from a siler and had built one to replace!
gave up on building for today and worked on sights on the Darwin build i finished(??) last week.
after 5 shots a foot low even after filing close to 1/4 inch off the iron front sight, i replaced it with a german silver one a little wider .
could pick it up with my old eyes and at 60yrds .535 balls over .008 spit patch , 90g ffg homebrew kept them on a pie plate.
Nap time then cleaning the Darwin.